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ITEM (Nothing To Use!)

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ACT (Choosing to Hide!)

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RUN (Nowhere to Go!)

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Solace. Comforted, if only by the fact that they promptly asked what was wrong, he yelped and ducked his head. Hare paws flew forward with sharp flat nails and an angered squeaking, Southeast avoiding the ferocious attack by a couple of hairs. Now was NOT the time for corny puns! Just about leaping into Juniper’s grasp, he whipped around with a growl at the Lagomorph that had stopped only some distance back, nose twitching. I said I was SORRY! With a wail, he flinched back and cowered beside them when it stomped its thin paws.

Looking up at the grey individual, his big, sad brown eyes pleaded for her to understand. I accidentally went to sleep in that thing’s cave and then it came back and started attacking me! Ears drooped, his gaze returned to it as it stood there, threateningly. Hopefully any movement from the larger wolf would scare this animal off, but he did not know if it would. It had chased him over at least one hill, and the fact that it was still standing around unnerved him. And these animals were everywhere? Oh no, oh no. And it Kh-KHHF! Kicked me! I thought these were nice and small and cute! Southeast had only ever seen rabbits on their side, or from a great distance, or half-eaten, or not-kicking-his-flank. Which meant he didn't exactly know they were different animals.

Juniper, as what looked to be an adult, probably had this situation under control and would handle it very soon. Assuming this, he stuck his tongue out at the hare in a teasing manner. (Have fun with that, stupid.) He had not stopped to consider how they did not know each other and yet here he was using them as a living shield, but it was suuurely fine. If they didn't want him there, they would deal with it after the hare, which would still be a net gain for the boy. Whatever made it go away.