Moonspear like a lost puppy

Kusuma sorry- she whispered to him as her actions irritated his injury - the injury. Upon his pretty pelt? How dare that Wolf! Her head moved nearer to his neck, for she wanted him to protect her. In her mind, the Wolf wouldn't hurt him if he smelt like Wolf, and by extension, wouldn't hurt the dark one cowering behind the golden coyote. 

She did not know what a Moonspear was, or a village. But, Kusuma is... sorry for fear - Wolf have not been kind to Kusuma. Raid pack, chase off prey, injure friends. among other delights, but that wasn't worth mentioning now.

... Kusuma... wants to stay. With Talis. she repeated it mainly for herself to calm her nerves. His scent made her feel safer somehow, though she doubted her attempts to hide the shivering were successful. Moonspear wolfs no hurt this one. This one no reason fear Moonspear. This one stay.