his ears perk up when he hears someone approaching, then looks up to see you. "go get out of here before you get hurt!" you approach him unfrightened by the beast in front of you, you gently reach out to touch his arm concerned about the wounds on him. "y-you're not afraid of me?" he asks looking down at your small yet warm and fragile hand on his arm, wanting to help him.
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