More people gathered. Some whispered, others simply stared, unsure of what to do. The soldier’s breathing was faint, almost unnoticeable. Meanwhile, the shepherd circled around him, growling at anyone who dared to come closer.

Then, from within the crowd, an elderly woman stepped forward. Her voice was steady as she said:
— He isn’t being aggressive. He’s terrified of losing his master. We have to show him that we’re here to help.

The First Step Toward Trust