Otter Creek Does it hurt to feel so high?

And just as quickly as he had arrived. He was not alone. But he chose to ignore it for now. Who on earth would want to come near a sodden, bloody broken wolf.

But his name was said and head lifted. Brown masked ears lifted and golden gaze fell on the coyote of grays and browns. Eyes of sky staring at him.

A small gasp of surprise as the other male stepped and then curled right into his space. Etienne felt it like a cold shock to his system. How long since he saw his mother and sister. How long since anyone bothered to give him a sweet caring touch.

So at this moment Eti chose to take it. It was something his sister would have done. So with careful precision mindful of the blood that fell from his paws. He curled legs around the coyote. Head buried in Dusty's spine, and he cried.