just rub some bacon on it

Spring was his birth season, though he didnt have to worry about being in heat, he was another year older. One more year without a family. Not something he liked to think about considering the woman he fell in love with didnt love him back. He wasnt sure he could ever love anyone else. Yes, spring was just a reminder of all the things he would soon be too old to have.

The man might have just kept walking had he not noticed the dark girl laying in the mud. His not so happy thoughts turned to curiosity. Why was she laying in the mud? Was the first question that came to mind, as he drew closer and caught her scent and he wondered why she was out here by herself.

His thoughts would turn back to Callisto's venture out by herself while she had been in heat. Because of what had happened to the love of his life, Max instantly felt the need to protect her. "Why are you laying in the mud?" he would ask softly.