Just a little change

No answer came to his question. Ivy should have stopped to consider, but he couldn’t be convinced to do even that. The scent of blood was too fresh to be something already dead, but maybe they were unconscious. He needed to at least get. a look at whoever it was, though he wasn’t quite sure why. He just… needed to. Ivy had to do it. He moved forward on confident, curious paws.

As he surveyed the area, Ivy could see something move in the shadows. A glimmer, the reflection of light on glossy eyes or a white marking. In direct, full view of the shadows, he sat on his haunches. He would sit here and he would watch intently. Someone was here. Ivy was here. He had all the time in the world to wait.