hands on your knees

She blinked, expression owlish with surprise when she realised the stranger was apologising to her. Once she realised that, she took in a more complete look of the woman's appearance. Face streaked with mud except for rivets that ran down her cheeks where her tears had cleaned her fur.


Raka was quick to crouch down beside the older woman, resting a paw against her shoulder. "Hey, hey, it's okay." She said, struggling for a moment to think what to do. "Come on, let's get you into my den and we can get you cleaned up, and maybe you can tell me what's the matter?" She suggested, before moving to hook a paw under the woman's shoulder to help her up.