48 Heartfelt Communication (2/2)
As Donna skips toward her home, a doggy walks into the clearing. The girl's eyes light up, and she squeals, ”Doggy!”
John watches as Donna nears the demonic beast. 'What a pain. I'm not much help in combat and if Joe moves his wounds will open back up,' he worries.
The adults look over in her direction to see what the fuss is about only to see the horrific sight of Donna running at the demonic coyote with outstretched hands.
Wilbur cries out, ”Donna stop!”
But it's too late the girl glomps onto the beast with no sense of danger. She snuggles the neck of the coyote happily.
The sudden hug attack dumbfounds the coyote. This little girl would usually be a great snack, but for some reason, it didn't feel like eating this girl. In fact, it felt like this little curly hair girl needed protection. Confused the coyote halted its mission and let the girl snuggle with him.
Wilbur ran with all his might to save his daughter. ”Be careful,” he advises as he nears Donna.
”Daddy is a worrywart. It's just a cute doggy!” Donna replies while laughing. She continues petting the dog as if she'd heard nothing.
'This girl,' Wilbur curses in his head. He slowly inches forward trying not to startle the demonic coyote.
The coyote sat there stunned until he notices the big burly man coming near to him. 'This weakling wants to challenge me? I'll show him' it thinks. It looks at Wilbur and growls menacingly.
Donna hears the deep growl and sees the bared teeth. ”Bad doggy!” she scolds. she then bops the coyote on the nose with an open palm.
'Shoot,' John thinks. 'Do we need to push back Joe's recovery to save her?' he wonders.
The demonic beast yelps in surprise. While Wilbur's eyes become saucer sized in shock. Both man and beast look at the little girl dumbfounded.
”Naughty dog go home!” Donna says while in a power stance. Her legs spread out with her left hand on her hip and her right hand pointing to the forest.
The coyote tilts his head while looking at the girl. They are about the same height, so they are at eye level when they look into each other's eyes. After a short staring contest the confused beast slinks back to the forest with a drooping tail.
”See daddy you can't always worry,” Donna lectures as her dad scoops her up in a big hug.
Wilbur didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He decides that he can't let his baby be so reckless anymore. So with a stern face, he lifted her, so they were eye to eye. ”It may have worked out fine this time but what if the doggy was mean? Are you going to leave me all by myself?” he asks.
Donna becomes tearful and hugs her daddies neck. ”Sorry, daddy! I'll be careful from now on,” she cries.