Still upset about what had happened earlier in the morning, the boy was not completely at ease. There was less pure fear in his heart, but he was far from calm and at peace. His heart fluttered with uncertainty every time his violet eyes rose up together with his face above the tall grass to scan his surroundings. There was a garden not far away, but some of the flower thingies looked weird and green, and there was a house there and that could mean someone lived inside there. His daddy lived inside a house, but so did Alexey, so clearly not all that lived in houses were mean like his father, but they did not necessarily have to be nice either, so houses could be dangerous.
The boy ducked down back into the high grass and continued his quest of separating the flower with its beloved root. Alexey was very nice, a very very nice nice wolf and he wanted to give her pretty flowers to make her happy. She had had a stupid big man wolf for a while, but he was not there any longer and so Conor would be her man thing instead, because he was a boy and a boy was kind of the same thing as a man. He liked this fact, he wanted to be together with Alexey forever, and these flowers would make it happen because it would show her that he was a good boy that always would take care of her if she just took care of him first.
Then, there was a distant sound from the house. His face poked up above the grass again, and the flower followed with the root. His eyes widened instantly as he recognized the coloration. There was little time for closer inspection as panic filled him. The boy turned around and started fleeing, despite the fact that it brought him further out into the open and made him all too visible. His daddy had several cabins and his daddy was here and he was going to be mean! Horrible! His bum still ached after the horrible kick that had been served by the blue eyed Lilium that very morning.