He watched from a distance, pure white ears flat against his head. His tail was wrapped tightly around his waist, kind of like a belt, and his t-shirt was torn in a few places, but he didn't mind. His white hair was filthy, but he didn't care. He'd lived out here like this for a very long time, hidden in the National Park. Usually, he stays as far as possible from the people. None of them seemed to accept him and his...differences, but this time, he felt different. The pretty girl was alone, he'd seen her a few times, but never alone, and she was attempting the hardest trail here...and it was wet. He felt like he needed to watch her, protect her. He had saved a few people on this slope before, but they never saw him or knew he had saved them. As her foot slid, he stood, dashing towards the base of the wall. He heard the sickening crack as she hit the ledge and he bit his lip, hoping she was okay. Using years of practice, he easily scaled the slick, muddy rock wall up to the ledge, about halfway from the top. There she lay, half-conscious and bleeding. "It's okay...you'll be okay. I'll help you." He said softly, kneeling down. As she slipped into unconsciousness, he carefully picked her up. She was heavier than most of the things he carried, but not as heavy as the wood, so he didn't have too much difficulty climbing back down the cliff wall. He carried her to a small lake with a waterfall. Around the lake he went until he reached the small, almost invisible path that led behind the waterfall. Carrying her into his cave, he set her down on a bed of old clothes and leaves, all freshly rinsed in the waterfall. He set her down, starting a fire with the few logs he had left. Using an old medicine kit, he took the gauze and wrapped her ankle and elbow, then put a Band-Aid on her forehead where there was a small cut. He only used the kit on strangers he helped. Believing she'd sleep for a while, he went to the opposite side of the cave, hugging his knees close to his chest and resting his chin on his knees, watching her carefully. Despite it being daylight, it was dark in the cave because of the waterfall. The little light the fire provided did not reach him, making him a shadowy figure in the corner. He was not aware of this, his only fear was that she would attack him if she woke. Only a few minutes of watching her, he began to slip into sleep.