ou're hurt! Y

He continued to watch her but he visibly relaxed when he saw that it was a food packet and not a gun. Taking this as a good sign, she carefully peeled the packet open and removed a dark brown bar. Taking it by her forefinger and thumb, she gently tossed the bar in front of him. Giving her a look of 'Don't you dare move!' he slowly lowered his head and sniffed at the bar. The

t's all I h

y that she couldn't give him more. He continued to

ampsite. If you promise not to

uffing through his jowls. She looked to her left and then slowly began to step in that direction. She continued to face him, watching to see if he moved. He let her get several paces away before took a step to follow h

it. She waited for him to come closer, but he stayed several feet away. Still not completely trusting her yet, he waited for her to g

ly won't

inside she pulled a large backpack out of the tent and carefully opened the top. She pulled out a bag of beef jerky and slowly tossed the pieces at him one at a time. By the third piece he was standing within throwing distance and was catching the pieces before they hit the ground. When the bag was half empty, he looked at her and

fter eating all that salted beef. Let me g

r items from inside it and set the bowl on the ground. Reaching inside the tent again, she pulled out a large jug and filled the bowl with fresh water. He waited for her to back up; once she

want

ood. Now that he had sated his hunger and thirst, the pain from his wounds returned full force. He decided he would trust this female human. Slowly, he lowered himself to the ground, grunting in pain as the shattered ends of his ribs shifted in the wound. Fina

like a bullet wound. Did someone s

continued to just look at her, not moving. Finally, realizing that he wasn't going

live with that gapin

ion in it, she was really concern

as tough as

wound, she met his gaze and

till holds, I'll ba