I was born without this fear
Whatever he had been expecting, it certainly hadn’t been to have her climb the tree to join him. He watches wide-eyed as she digs her claws into the rough bark of the trunk before hoisting herself weakly upwards. He squirms back along the branch until he reaches the wider base, peering worriedly over the edge as she climbs.
It’s terribly clear she is not well, her breathing raspy and rough and strained as she pulls herself upwards. He lets out a plaintive little squeak, as though that might solve any problems here. He’s made a mistake, he thinks. But it’s too late. She is gasping as she reaches his branch, sides heaving and words thready and weak.
He scrambles backwards, clinging desperately to the wobbling branch as she collapses onto it, a trickle of blood coming from her nose. After a wary moment, he creeps forward once more, sniffing cautiously at the sick little feline. He’s not certain what had made her so sick, but is clearly no good. He wishes then that he’d been braver. Brave enough to climb down the tree, even if it meant falling.
Still, it’s too late for regrets now. Besides, she’d climbed all the way up her for him, and that makes her already a friend.
Abruptly decided, Lupine butts his head against hers, a loud purr rumbling his body as he rubs his cheeks over her ears. After a minute, he licks tentatively. Emboldened, he presses closer, curling against her as he purrs, gently cleaning the tears from her face as he does. Maybe she couldn’t get them down quite yet, but at least he could help her a little.
Now only this seems clear
I'm sorry i'm literally the worst D: loopy was hiding for a while :/