Why They Can't Leave

Perla's Perspective

Then, my mind wandered to my beloved Oliver. What if I were to have some adorable little chipmunk daughters someday? The mere thought sends a chill through me—wouldn't they be at risk? It's terrifying to think that there are even beastkin out there who might see female chipmunks as a meal! How utterly horrifying!

We strolled in a quiet contemplation for a bit, each lost in our own thoughts. It was clear she had her own worries, just like I did, but the quiet between us felt warm and reassuring rather than awkward. There was a sense of comfort in knowing we were together, both seeking solace in the presence of someone who meant no harm.