Break...away from everybody...away from everything

Mako glanced at Demonio as he spoke, then turned towards Maka briefly as the man asked her a question. The boy stared down at his paws as they waited for the she wolf to answer. He flinched, jumping almost out of his skin when he felt something strange touching him. His eyes squeezed shut. What was she doing!? He felt something run along his body, was she...licking him? He crouched low, body cowering. This was unknown to him, foreign even. He had never been licked by another before...not that he could ever remember anyway. He felt her lick his face, shuddering under her touch. He had expected, for some reason, a blow or some kind of...punishment for getting into the mess he had been in. But nothing hurtful came, nothing...painful.

Ever so slowly, he opened one eye to a slit, in case it was some sort of trick. His ear flicked nervously, catching her voice. Slowly he opened his eyes, strange gold and pink infused orbs carefully glancing at the girl and the man. He looked at her, a question directed to him. He meekly nodded, he felt a little better now that the mud wasn't clinging so heavy to his coat. "Yes...th...thank you..."

The boy sat up, shoulders hunched, head low...a sad and dull look in his eyes. He felt nervous here, was it that he didn't know how to be around company? Was he so used to his mistreatment that he forgot what it was like to be around without abuse? He wasn't sure...his nose twitched. What was that strange smell? Was it coming from the wolf named Maka? He had smelled it before in his old pack, but he was never taught why some wolves smelled that way. Shyly, he turned to her and made to speak, but remained quiet. He didn't know what he wanted to ask...didn't know if she'd hurt him for saying the wrong thing. So he simply kept quiet.