Blackfeather Woods broken shards

Her eyes narrowed mistrustfully when he claimed he wanted to safely escort her. Wildfire didn't trust him any more than the first time he had mentioned this, yet her attitude was entirely different now. "Fine," she said sharply, still wary but willing to play along. What did she have to lose?

When he began walking, a momentary disbelief—was this actually happening? Was she actually going to regain her freedom today?—caused her to hang back. But then Wildfire swiftly moved to walk at his side, slightly behind him, all the while looking about herself in absolute suspicion.