Permafrost Hollows Go Home, You're Drunk

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Her question lifted to the lone wolf, but he seemed distracted. His attention wavered, leaving Citali to wonder what it was that might have stolen his attention. Watching him for a moment, she realized his gaze was transfixed upon something in the distance. She turned, following his line of sight to rest her eyes upon a bear moving along its own course, but growing too near for them for comfort. She was trained in battle, but it was not a skill she'd kept up. If she could avoid it, she would.

"Scatter," she snapped at the boy, hoping to break him from his spell. If the wolf had any interest in a home, he could find her another time. In this instance? Fleeing was the best course of action. She would not risk a bear. If she were wounded how on earth was she to heal another wolf? She fled.

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