Blackfoot Forest black stockings

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he remained hesitant; none of her gestures seemed to quell the anxiety that caused the stranger to pause. she expected to feel impatience flare up from within her breast but was pleasantly surprised with her composure.

she headed towards home at a steady pace, turning around every so often to make sure he was close behind.  if he chose to run, she would not pursue; it was late already and she did not want xan to think she had left, but if he followed to the border she would call out to her packmates. perhaps one of them would know more about these strange creatures.