He didn’t look up again, at least not until he heard Moteuh call out his name. Until that point he stayed close to the ground with eyes looking into the grass. His ears stayed active in case he heard a reason to run and get help if Aster needed it. Aster is big and strong- and he knows she can handle a lot. She is his big, brave sister after all!
When he did hear Moteuh’s voice his white ears lifted. He felt still for a moment, not really sure how to react yet. After a moment, he slowly lifts his visage to look over the grass. The mean wolfess didn’t seem to be attacking Aster...YET, but Moteuh was indeed there. He was still too stricken in fear to move. All he could do was look out with his mis-matched eyes towards her, and then back to Aster.
Aster seems on edge...as she should be! But apparently Moteuh was here to play with him...but what? The mean wolfess was not attacking? He gulps, wondering if this was some sort of messed up trap. He nervously lowered himself again, mumbling to himself as he tried to figure out what to do. He lifted his head up again in a panic.
”Aster, she t-t-tried to attack me before! Be careful!” he yells out, eyes wide as he looks from Aster to Moteuh. ”H...H..Hi,” he says shyly, eyes looking at the mean wolfess and then immediately ducking down again, not wanting to entice her wrath once again. She was a demon in his eyes, a creature mean and to be feared, and it would take a hell of a time to get him to change his mind.