the dark lamb
Those were like the magic words, since Hein seemed to function much like a cross between a skittish feral animal and a shy toddler. He glanced around before slowly creeping out from under the bed, stopping, then inching towards Wi ter again.
The more the other said soothing words to him the closer he came, until he was curled up at his side, making a soft whine.
He peered at the strange little flower, reaching out to bat at it with a long claw likea cat would. “Br o ther’s.. D a y..?”
“S-Sc a red..” He whined, looking ashamed of himself.
He peeks around his doorway, his dark eyes spotting the Once-ler with the web on his face. Slowly stepping forward, his claws clicking along the floor, he tilted his head. “…?”
Hein whined and in hed forward from the corner, reaching the small soft hand and giving it a gentle lick, nuzzling into her palm.
“S-Sca r y..” he whined, pulling himself from under the bed and looking ashamed.
He hesitantly peeks out from under his bed at Winter.