Redhawk Caldera Although it hurts me so

Hotah stepped back at once, paws lifting in quiet surrender, giving her the space she asked for. His voice stayed gentle, unoffended.

-I’m sorry,- he said simply.

He let her pace, didn’t try to stop it this time. When she asked, he nodded without hesitation.

-Yeah,- Hotah answered. -I’ve got them. As long as you need.-

A pause, then softer:

-You've got nothing to worry about here.-