I SURVIVED ✧ o, feral wolf pup

[align=center][div style="width:500px; maxheight:; text-align: justify; font-size:9.5pt;"]Of all the things -people- Boy expected to find when he heard the small commotion, a child wasn't at the top of the list. Certainly on it, especially considering his own childhood had been tumultuous at best before the circus took him in, but he supposed part of him was still always wanting to hope that life was kinder than its reality. Stupid of him, yes, though his dying optimism had little to do with the panicked wolf boy, so the lion made himself smaller, aware that looming could frighten him even further. B kept a careful distance between them and attempted to appear as non-threatening as he could. [color=#2f87af]"Hey, it's okay, kiddo. I'm not gonna hurt you." The lion kept his voice soft, mild, hoping that he could broadcast something soothing to the terrified kid. [color=#2f87af]"You're safe here. Are you hurt?" He didn't look injured, but it was best to check.