With his permission, Lily extended her hand slowly, palm facing down in a non-threatening gesture. Ranger’s eyes flicked from her face to her hand, confusion evident in his gaze. His growl subsided, replaced by a curious whine.

Lily’s voice was a soothing melody in the tense atmosphere. “It’s okay, Ranger. I’m not here to hurt you.”

The room held its collective breath as Ranger took a tentative step back, then forward, nostrils flaring as he took in Lily’s scent. The defiance in his stance wavered, replaced by something that had been long absent – curiosity.