Stone Circle Why should I worry?

The game, unfortunately, ended before too long. Murdock ate his half of the mouse in one quick swallow before standing and padding over to where Stephie'd fallen. "You okay, Stephie?" he asked, running his nose over her pelt. She seemed alright - hopefully none of her tiny little spaghetti limbs had broken in the tumble. "You're fine," he decided, still not quite convinced.

The male backed up a few steps and slapped the ground with his paws, encouraging her to come toward him. He wouldn't be confident she was unharmed until he saw her happy, bouncy walk again.

"C'mere, Stephie..." he cajoled, tail waving hopefully. "Come to Moo. Don't be broken, okay?"