Stone Circle Rise With The Sun

Chaska assumed she meant dead, and by her tone that she had gotten over that. "I am sorry to hear that." He said no more, worrying he would open up old wounds, and put all attention on the little pup that came closer. He let it touch his nose, a little tickle, and a light smile came up on his face.

"Quite brave, isn't she?" He wondered for a second if his scars had been something that scared the pup before from approaching. He had many, and was not proud of a single one.