As I limped my way to my cabin, my body bore the battle scars inflicted by those ruthless thieves. My tail remained tucked, and my furry ears drooped, reflecting the intensity of the confrontation.

With labored breaths, I clutched my wounded stomach and caught sight of her - the sheep who shared my humble abode.

Drawing nearer, I cast a stern gaze upon her petite form, my voice a low growl as I asked, "What brings you out here? Do you not grasp the peril that lurks?"