Padfoot tilted his head at her, tail ceasing the unwitting wag it was attempting to keep up. He shrank back a bit, the whimpers deeper in his throat.
He didn't want to change back. That made things too hard. Too complicated. It was easier to be a dog. He didn't have to wonder so much. It didn't hurt so much.
She smelled familiar. Padfoot sniffed at her hand, and licked it before dropping his chin against it and whimpering again.