Lost Creek Hollow no good deed

there was a man at their borders. terance pushed through the underbrush along the borders, towards the scent that floated past him. 

when the man came into view, terance realized he did not recognize him, but also that he was not doing anything wrong. besides just standing there. the gray man squared his shoulders, straightening his posture, before he padded up to him. ears pushed forwards, terance regarded him curiously, tail still but held out behind him, level with his back.

"can i help you?" he asked the stranger.