A low, deep growl rumbled in his throat, and the spot on my stomach where he had laid suddenly went cold. His paw stayed where it was, though. My breathing spike but I kept my eyes closed. I knew I wouldn't be able to see anything anyways. I couldn't hear, but I knew he heard something. Is something out there? I whimpered, my eyes fluttering open. The only thing I could see was his radiant blue eyes staring off into the distant.
Maybe. I think so. He growled again, louder, the sound bouncing off trees. I froze as a different kind of cold settling over me.