You've Got a Friend in Me?

Her words, as she spoke them in broken sobs broke his heart, and he settled the the ground beside her, curling himself around her, and resting his head against her. He hoped his warm coat would not only provide him with warmth, but also with comfort. Gently he would attempt to lick her soothingly, soft words crooning from his jaws, trying to ease her discomfort.

"Oh, sweetheart, I'm so sorry. It's okay, it's going to be okay."

The words were soft, soothing, and he hoped to stop her heart wrenching sobs, God, they tore at his heart. "What's your name? Who were your parents? Your family? Let me help you." His worlds were gentle.