Rosewater Oasis shallow eyes

An answer, then an intent of departure. But the Widower wasn't finished yet.
Teeth clicking together like symbols, the shadow caught up to the woman and wove around her front, blocking her path. I did not say you could leave yet. She growled, tail swaying behind her.
Perhaps you have gotten yourself a pass from Tumbleweed, but you have not gotten one from me. Do not presume to assume that he and I are the same in the amount of trust we give. For Widower gave so little, especially for someone so estranged as this.