We face it together

He let her press her head against is thin coat and began to tremble but refused to move away or push her back. When was the last time someone had treated him so gently? A brief memory of his sister answered the unspoken question; white fur on muddy gray and a touch of their mother’s cream coat along her belly. Cricket. He forced himself to remain in the moment, before his mind took the route it always took when he thought of his sister.
“T-t-t-thank you.” He said in a heavy whimper, his throat tight with emotion. He could feel warm tears rolling down his cheeks and in spite of himself he dropped his head onto Shaye’s neck, allowing her to comfort him. This was strange and frightening, but he could no longer convince himself that he was in danger and that any moment now the leader would turn face and attack him.

Spider speaking  Toad's voice You