Is there a hero somewhere, someone who will never walk away?

Bells didn’t know how long she had laid there in silence. She wasn’t aware that Ears had slunk back somewhere close and was laying down… nor did she notice that Whiskers had crept back and was watching her with a warm smile on her face. She certainly didn’t hear the approach of tiny, cat-like paws of some kid.

But then she felt pressure on her back and just… froze. Her body was tense and, to her horror, the kid climbed the rest of the way onto her body. What… what the hell was this? She twitched an ear, shifting her head to stare at the child in bewilderment.

Where was her parents?

Why was she on her?

What… even…

Ears was watching the two with a wide grin on his face and, finally, he could contain himself no longer looking at the surprised horror on Bells face that he started busting a gut like he just lost his mind.

“Bahahahahaha! You’ve stunned her into silence, kid! Hahahaa!”

Whiskers rolled her eyes as the devil as she shifted onto her paws and approached their wolf companion and the young one.

‘Gracious… Bells what a mess you are…’ The badger thought to herself as she closed the distance. “Hang on there, darling... She needs a little help back into reality.” Whiskers leaned in and gave Bells a sharp bite to the shoulder.

The pain, more like a pinch, was enough to jolt Bellamy back into the world of aware. She growled, spinning her head towards Whiskers.

“Bells!” Whiskers cut her off and motioned towards the little one.

Bells turned to look at the kid again, frowning as she did so.

Right… kid…

“Sorry… I… what?” She flicked her ears back once more.

She canted her head to the side and furrowed her brow as she stared at the ball of fluff.