Sun Mote Copse What's a boy to do

Rhonen turned to stare at the man that spoke ot him. A man he stood head and shoulders above. And yet his heart tightened and beat faster. He was here unprotected. He looked back the way he had come thinking of his dad. He wished his dad was here. Who was his size, but the one big difference....his dad knew how to use his size. Rhonen would rather be small.

Rhonen dipped his head. And signed hello with his paw before realizing this man probably didn't speak ptero. Hhhhi. iii'm Rrrrho.