Wild Berry Meadow of vices and virtues

[table width=80%][tr][td]Bi-coloured eyes stared hopefully at the golden eyed stranger, breathing slowing ever so slightly as she faked being out of breath. Mouth open and unmoving, she did not have to wait long for an answer. He fell for it and it was perhaps the most amazing moment of her life after her time spent with her Dark Master - the rightful and only heir to the throne of Blackfeather Woods. Ow - owh! Yes, yes, please, yes. She stammered innocently, breathing through her nose now.

I-I-I will, thank y-you! come, come. She said as her head was already trying to figure out what way to turn in a panicked act. Her whole body stayed low to the ground as she swiftly turned and ran toward home. She hoped the overwhelming scent of wet dog masked the blood-marked borders and perhaps attracted the Dark Master himself somehow. At the borders, assuming the stranger had followed without questions while running, she called for her brother. @Atshen , Atshen![/tr][/td][/table]