hands on your knees

The older girl was certainly a mess, she seemed hardly aware of her surroundings as Raka helped her to her paws. She guided her into the hollowed tree. With the two of them, it was certainly crammed. Raka clung to the back of the tree in an attempt to give the stranger a little more space. Even then, parts of them touched. It was inevitable.

“I’m Raka” She said in way of introduction as she let her weight fall to her hunches. “Do you want to tell me what happened?” She asked, voice soft and gentle as she attempted to use a paw to brush some of the debris from the woman’s coat. It didn’t even cross her mind to think that there might be a danger out there that had chased this wolf.

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