Blackfoot Forest not even into another eternity

The red woman turned from him and left him with a satisfied feeling in the thrumming of his heart. The ghost did not pride himself on frightening women – no – but he did feel a sense of comfort at the confirmation that his presence was carefully regarded. The green of her gaze was pulled from the fires of his own and averted to a more acceptable target. Kavos did not stir from his position, but listened with a fleeting brush of confusion as she blurted her recollection of him.

“You thought I should die after catching her rabbit?”

It was then that his social inability seemed to take a step forward. The predator did not understand how she should have found any sense of surprise in the fact that he could be found, or how it might have correlated with the other woman's lack of hunting skill. For a moment, his brow furrowed over his wildfire gaze; Kavos did not pull his stare from her figure for even a moment. The tone in his voice was not difficult to grasp; he required an answer.