The Heartwood You want me to stay

After Santi lunges at her, he sees her tense form pop like a coiled spring. She’s off! He chuckles lowly to himself. He didn’t come close to biting her, he truly didn’t want to, but he did want to scare her. So when she runs off he shakes his head, smile still stuck to his face. 

Well, there’s goes his fun.

He doesn’t even flinch to chase her, he doesn’t feel like it. He’s been walking too long anyways and his paws ache. So with one last look in her direction, he goes on his merry way — smile on his lips. He hopes he sees her again someday. He might just be nice to her then.