Moonspear like a lost puppy

Kusuma shied to the other side of Talisman at the voice of a Wolf. The pale coyote was between the two women. He'd just gotten through telling her that he had been injured by a Wolf, and Wolf had hurt the coywolfs that Kusuma had grown fond of back when she had learned common! The dark coyjackal rested her head carefully, nervously on Talisman's back. 

A whimper, a ball of nerves. But Talis was here, and the Wolf that had saved him wouldn't... let someone else hurt a coyote. Or a... whatever she was. 

This one... greets you, as well - Kusuma made her voice steady. Kusuma wants to stay with Talis.

If she didn't say it now, she never would.