Jasper's nose twitched at the new smells in the room, lifting his head slightly he sniffed the air. He watched Ann, carefully following her movements with his eyes. He could feel his mouth water at the smell of the boar meat passed under his nose, his stomach growling slightly as well. Embarrassed, his ears which had perked up, returned to being lowered and he turned his gaze downward.<br/><br/>He heard the kindness in the woman's voice, so unlike everything he had been exposed to all his life. He felt Kate's tail around him and relaxed a fraction. He was beginning to trust her, slowly but the hints of trust were there. His ears perked up at the introductions and the explanation of this woman, Ann. When Kate said her mother had died when she was only five, Jasper felt a pang of sympathy. He didn't remember his own parents but he knew how close others could get to their own.<br/><br/>Slowly, Jasper moved to the edge of the bed and carefully jumped down. He eyed Ann skeptically, turning his green gaze back to Kate once more before cautiously approaching the woman, ready to bolt at a moments notice.