Lost in the Sewer

She was here again! What was she doing here? How had she found him? Was she seeking him? Was she here to capture him? Was she some kind of hunter after all? He drew his lips back in a snarl, rearing back as much as the limited space would let him.

She had helped him before. She had freed him from his own negligence. Would she turn on him after showing him kindness? He hesitated, watching her. Sometimes, people lowered resistance by offering something kind at the beginning. But this human. She had been scared when she helped him. She smelled scared even now, yet she was here. She was here, and he did owe her.

He lowered his head a little, watching her suspiciously, but he stopped growling. What did she want here? He stayed tensed, ready to run or fight if needed, but waiting to see what she would do.
 
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