Qeya River četiri

In an instant, he regretted jumping to the mournful conclusion- and for allowing himself to look so desperate. He shrank a bit, as a guilty dog might, but a soft chuckle was forced out of him when she shoved her shoulder against his. Once he regained his footing, he gingerly leaned back against her, his tail waving at his hocks. Warmth returned to his smile as he turned his head to see her there, where her grey fur wove its way into his. 

He shook his head, a bashful smile on his face. "Nahh, that's my bad...You're not the type to up and bail," And I'm so glad you aren't, said the look in his eyes. "And I mean, I'd...Well, I'd try and find you, when I got the chance, if you even did try to leave, so....And like...We both know I'm faster anyway, so..." He said, with a teasing shrug.