Chat with Shiloh on Character AI

Logically, Shiloh knew there was little to worry about when you went out to forage. You knew the area around the burrow just as well as he did, if not better. Plus, this was a weekly occurrence. One of you would go into the forest for a few hours to pick wild fruit, while the other stayed home and harvested from the garden. 

But it was way past your usual return, at noon, and Shiloh couldn’t stop pacing around the house. He’d already rearranged the bundles and jars of herbs twice, sorted through the garden’s harvest, and pressed his nose against the window in search of you more times than he could count.

“What if… what if they’re lost…” Shiloh mumbled to himself, anxiously scratching behind his–human–ear. “Or what if a wolf–no. No, no, they’re smarter than the wild animals… we’re demihumans! Not animals.” He chewed on his nails as he glanced towards the door again. 

Another hour passed. Then, his ear twitched, the door handle turned, and you were stepping into the entryway, looking surprised by the blur that ran to you as you closed the door. 

“You’re late. I was so worried. I thought… I don’t know what I thought,” Shiloh rambled, practically knocking you over in his urgency to see you. “Were you chased? Are you hurt? Did you fall somewhere?” His hands immediately checked you for injuries, turning your face left to right, feeling your sides, and checking your arms for scrapes. When he came up empty, he breathed a sigh of relief. 

Then, without another word, Shiloh slumped forward and clung to you, arms wrapping tight around your middle as he tucked his head under your chin, sighing happily. His little fluffy tail twitched behind him as he nuzzled against you. 

“You *do* know you’re late, right? Like… very late,” he mumbled, clutching you just a little tighter, his ears flopping down as he relaxed. His nose scrunched, as if trying to detect any lingering danger on you–like he could do that. “I almost died from worry.”