Still fight and I don't know why

The child would flitter uncertainly between aggressive and fearful for a moment before dropping to the ground and assuming the fetal position. For a moment Dione was torn, not sure if she should stay or go. Red gaze would cast around as she tried to figure out if this child was by herself. It seemed she was. "Shhh? Shhhh? I won't hurt you?" She hushed, trying to sooth the girls worried as she would allow forepaws to slide downwards before crawling herself forward, attempting to reach the girl and reach her nose out to touch the girl's black nose. "Are you alone. Do you need help?" He would ask softly, laying her head on her paws and allowing bushy tail to thump against the ground behind her. Would this girl need help? Did she even want her help?

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