Northstar Vale a little girl

She stumbled and a soft, worried, gasp came from him. He moved to step forward from where he was hidden, but she had not cried out, and so his movement ceased.

He was curious what she would do next. Would she continue on her adventure, or return back to safety within the den? He sat on his haunches, silently keeping vigil. 

Go on, little one. He whispered encouragingly.