Enkiel's refusal to take even the slightest step forward encouraged Rio to stay put. One move in her direction would involuntarily spark the reaction of flight, and she'd have no time to look back. She had no idea that this was true, that this was how it was going to be. Her need to learn about the danger which she faced kept her still as long as he stayed a set distance away from her — her nose never stopped twitching, searching for information.
Rio was not stupid, she'd just had few opportunities to learn how to protect herself against harmful canines. She was ignorant and naive. What s-solutions...? she wanted to know. The question had left her lips before she could stop it, but her voice was barely audible. She felt that she would be better off if she understood the male, though she should have fled moments ago. The small wolf sunk forward a hair's breadth, not realizing the carelessness of the move. Even so, her stance lowered, and she was groveling against the ground though she was several feet away from her superior.
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