Trying to keep from crying, the little girl rubbed her eyes with one hand, but moisture leaked out anyway as she whimpered from her skinned up knees and elbows. It wasn’t that it hurt really, it was how it happened that was about to make her cry.
"The k-kids at…*whimper* s-school..they pushed m-me and…*whimper* c-called me a f-freak," she whimpered then latched onto his leg and started crying.
●⊱ He growled at the sight of her injury. Even if they were
small scratches the reason as to how she got them pissed
him off. No child, no matter what the age, did not deserve
to be bullied. "Hey, don't cry. That's all they want ta do
is to see ya break." He lifted her head to wipe away her tears
with the pads of his fingers, being mindful not to scratch
her with his claws. He placed a hand on the top of her head.
"Why the hell did they call you a freak?"