Cedar Sweep If it's true

Another hum- which would accompany another personal question. While she might have been considered by some to be too flighty and flinchy, her instincts weren't always hyper-vigilant for no reason. While he sat down, she remained where she was though she'd eased her knees of the pressure of crouching and now merely stood, albeit with her paws splayed enough to whirl her away should she need to dash. 

Her gaze dropped when he noted his assumption that she wasn't begging for hospitality. She wondered if it was so obvious that she did not fit in, and that she sought distance. She felt ashamed of herself. She'd run and had branded herself as a loner, and now even strangers could see it. She didn't speak, but nodded quietly as an acknowledgement  that he'd read her clearly enough.