Lost Creek Hollow You ever wonder why we're here?

He made a quiet whining noise yet again and still didn't seem particularly keen about any of it.  He stood up and stepped forward a few tiny steps, whining again.  He didn't know who the guy was still.  He seemed friendly?  Probably?  But strangers were still different and strange, and Hood was about as brave as...  Something not very brave.

Another whine and he shuffled forward slowly.  For maybe thirty seconds, at least, before he came to a full stop, ears flat on his head and looking about as pathetic as possible.  Was this really what he was supposed to be doing?