Ankyra Sound the cloth i'm cut from don't take too kindly to being held down in restraint
i'm a hold my cards close, i'm a wreck what i love most
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"No," she blurted, hoisting her chin far above and scanning the treeline for prying eyes. "Maybe if you walk with me they'll leave me alone." The leery imprint in her gaze receded. Lusca hauled forward, an inviting sweep of her muzzle encouraging Rayen to keep abreast. "We shouldn't idle here."