Whispers of the heart. --
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Sudden noises did not suit well with Phones at all. He was just beginning to recover from the other male. Tempest may not have realized it, but his words soothed the three-legged pup more than he knew. There was still the constant worry and anxiety that Phones suffered from, but he was managing. That was until a shrill bark pierced through the safety of his headphones and into his ears.


"No, no, no, no..." he hunkered to the ground again, his eyes screwed shut and body trembling in absolute fear. He wanted to leave now, there were too many of them, and maybe Tempest was lying and now he was recruiting others. But he seemed so nice before, why would he turn around so suddenly like that? Phones whimpered pitifully.


Although the headphones helped calm him, it didn't completely emancipate his ability to hear. He listened to Tempest, opening up only one eye when he noticed the other male introducing him instead of ganging up on him. How could he think that way of another? He barely even knew the other boy and already he was making assumptions. He was terrible, thinking like that meant that he was behaving no differently than the others. Slowly, Phones picked himself up off the ground, still shaking, but he gave a very weak nod to the female.


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