you're a toymaker's creation

Leila was amazed at the determinination of the dark wolfess who was willing to help her find her parents, and she made note to remember this Onyx. Glimmering minty blue eyes focused on the direction from whence she came of Home, and nodded in that direction.

"Tres day Walk, here, Home. "

The gentle words were tinged with the gratitude Leila felt towards her peer, and this alllowed Leila to feel more comfortable with asking her,

"You, y me travel a mi casa, Onyx?"

Then, Leila remembered how territorial Shadow was, how untolerant he was of strangers.
Yet, if he weren't there, would she have to worry for Onyx's safety?

The situation caused Leila to slick her ears back with fright. What if he was ther? What if her father had made it back home the moment she left? What if, when she arrived with her new friend, what if he attacked her? She didnt want to lose her only friend...she had just gotten her.
Leila released a tiny whine of fright, as she battled with her internaly guilt, her fright that made her wish to take it back, and wish she never involved her new amiga in her issue,...but she needed all the help she could get, didn't she?

Or did she?