He stared down at the flower, wondering if girls liked flowers or not. He found them pretty, but it was no big deal really. Boys were not supposed to care much about girly stuff. Girly stuff had to mean stuff for girls, and then flowers had to be very pretty in girls’ eyes. The logic could not be questioned. It had to be true. The copper hued boy knew he would not make it back to Dahlia before the world became dark and scary. What if he met the badger that had scared him so when he had been lost. He did not wish to be eaten, and the darkness made all Conor-eating creatures out. They would come and get him this time, and there was nothing that he could do because he was completely alone. Lilac eyes slowly rose to the blushing sky, wishing for a miracle to carry him home to Dahlia safely. Why oh why had he not told Alexey about his silly plans to impress a cousin that surely would hate him anyway. It was a hard thing; staying brave.
He sniffled noisily, feeling his nose clog up and felt the well known pain tickle his nose. It always felt like this right before he started to cry. The voice behind him stopped the domino effect, made him forget his immediate misery and turning around, almost falling over as he did so. The miracle had happened. It was her, it was Cambria! The boy spent a second or two in disbelief. Then his tail started to beat steadily against the green ground. He would not die after all. Monsters only came out when people were all alone by themselves, and he no longer was. ”Cambria!” He almost shouted. He lowered his muzzle to pick up the lily before he turned around to face her again. Now it was all about doing this right. He took a few experimental steps towards the girl, stretching his neck out towards her. It was hers! He had picked her a flower!