He sobbed into her fur and shivered, "Mistress forgive me, forgive me forgive me forgive me..." Soon it became tiny whimpers.
"It's alright, I forgive you..." she said softly to his ear. Star didn't want to let him go, his fur was so soft and ward and she couldn't let him like that.
He shivered hard and eventually lifted his head up, wiping his eyes and crawling over to the kitchen, then dunked his head under the sink and splashed water into it.
"No...!" she gasped, then she blushed a little "I- I mean, you don't have to...emmm... I..." she was clearly nervous, she didn't want him to go.
He looked down, then he started getting a few things together. He folded a few careful sheets of paper together and then took a pen, slowly walking over to the door.
"NO....!" she hurried to the door, in front of him, and hugged him. "Don't leave me..." she said in a clearly sad voice as some tears came from her eyes "no..."
Canvasta froze and he gasped a little bit, then awkwardly backed back into the house and sat on the couch. He cowered down, "Yes ma'am..."
Star sighed a little, at least he was staying. She then sat by his side, she felt happy by his side, she didn't knew why. "I don't want to see you outside like the way I found you." She said concerned about him. "I just can do that"
He looked down and he ndoded. He seemed to be... afraid of her. HE nervously wrapped his hooves around himself and nodded, "yes ma'am, I won't go ma'am. I'll stay right here ma'am."
"Ummm... are you alright?" she asked a little confused. She gently leaned to where he was to get a closer look of him.
He looked scared. His hooves were shaking and his eyes were distant. HE nodded, "I'm fine... I-just... need... some.... water..." He stood up and then fell down, patning.
Star gasped as soon as she saw the scar. She was completely astonished that she didn't knew what to say. "W-what happened to you." she said completely worried about it.
Canvasta groaned, "I don't know..." She groaned a little bit, sighing slightly as he felt his entire body begin to start to fall asleep.
"Maybe one day he will remeber..." Star said. She carried him to the guest room and laid him on the bed, she then went to her room.
He whimpered a little bit and sighed, relaxing itno the sheets and letting his body begin to slowly slip into plesaured sleep.
Star got into her bead and stared to sleep. She dreamed about the drawings he made, about how she found him, basically about him. "W-why do I care so much about him?" she asked to herself as she slept.
