Tripping

Those bells...they kept jingling, calling out to him, but when they seemed to grow more frantic he couldn't help but grow concerned. His breath caught in his throat as he lifted his gaze to look up at her, seeing the fear. Wait! No! "N-No, w-wait! I j-just w-want to ask y-you something!" He stuttered frantically. He couldn't let that sound leave, the song that seemed to clear away his thoughts. He panted as he chased her, watching as she sped up. No! No! He almost wanted to cry, watching as the one thing that seemed to work run away. "W-wait!" He called again, feeling his eyes burning but was unsure if it was because of the wind as he moved, or he was going to cry. And then...

She fell. Twice.

A loud gasp pulled from his chest as he tried to skid to a stop, hearing her frantic call to stop. His eyes were...rather comically wide as he tried to slow his momentum, but Starling was not as graceful as most wolves. His paws somehow got tangled, and before he could even take another breath he felt himself crash right into her. A cry of pain burst from his lungs as he laid where he landed, half sprawled. "I-I'm so sorry!" He yelped as he tried to get up onto his paws, and off of her, large blue eyes searching for any sign of injury. "Mi dispiace, mi dispiace tanto! Sono così goffa" He panted, his words coming out so fast and jumbled as he tried to get a good look at her.

"Burn Baby Burn" || "Bruciare Bambino Bruciare"