swift scenes i--becoming brave

As a way to get my writing groove moving, I am going to choose one photo from my Pinterest page each week and write a scene for it.  This one came together pretty quickly and I already feel like I might have to revisit these two sometime again.   Curiously, I want to find out what happens next.  I have an idea ;-)

photo collected on pinterest board "kitt-ehs"

source mars chen-flickr

“It's okay,” he seemed to be saying to her. “You'll be fine.”

She didn't know.  It seemed too dangerous to be so far away from their refuge, a hedge full of leaves, decaying trash and tangled plastic bags.  It wasn't much, but it was safe.

It was all too much, the sounds, so loud.  The people moving so fast.  Too many things she thought could hurt her. She didn't trust any of it.  Fast-moving persons, fast-moving cars.

"Watch," he indicated.  "Wait."

She settled in on her hind quarters beside him.  Not too close, but close enough.  He had looked after her all this time. Since she had found herself "lost".  He had heard her sad mewling and led her to the hedge and kept her safe.

She sat and watched with him.  He didn't seem bothered by the action around him.  His eyes were fixed in front of him at the door nearby.  

Until it opened.  A big round human stood in the doorway.  This human moved slowly.  Turned a sign on the door and looked over.

"Rocco," the human said, looking over at them.  "Rocco, you've brought a friend."

The human moved closer to them, down the step with a breath and a sigh, and she skittered quickly, pressing closer to him, her heart racing, pounding against his fur.

The human came even closer still and she shivered, wanting to trust, but not so sure.

"Rocco, who is your tiny friend?" the human said bending down.  "Well, you're just a wee mite of a thing and a ginger at that. Let's get you taken care of."

Her friend nudged her.  "Come on. This is it."

She still wasn't sure, but she was braver when he was next to her.  Her friend.  If he trusted this human than she guessed she could to.  She pulled herself up and skipped after him.

Rocco.