He was smiling, that had to be good, right? Meadow lifted a paw to wave at him, at first. But still um... was he... not blinking? That smile was starting to look not all that friendly, too. Pulse picking up in her chest, she could feel it. She could feel it and she was nervous. Her ears drooped, wilted against her head. This did not look like such a friendly boy after all. Oh no.
The words did not help any. Meadow took one big step back, and then another. Fear ringing clear in her gaze, her head hanging low. A submissive sort of posture, though she wouldn't tuck her tail and run. Was he for real? Was he just being mean? She licked her lip nervously, shifted her weight uncomfortably over her paws. Was he really going to try to hurt her? Meadow whimpered, eyes wide as she watched him, hoping like hell he wouldn't come any closer. He was right... it would take time for them to notice if she went missing. Genuine fear falling over her, Meadow didn't know what to do.
