Dawnlark Plains when god falls fast asleep

As much as he craved attention, River found himself recoiling from the golden wolf's touch. It was the first time he had ever rejected another— not the last, surely. His lips peeled back briefly, ears slicking to his skull; a seconds-long fear response that melted from his face just as quickly. He lowered himself to the ground and whined, not responding to Aditya's questioning. Everything in his life had been quite suddenly upturned, and he did not yet know how to deal with these emotions. All he knew was nothing felt right at the moment.