Whitewater Gorge gerald's game

perhaps it was her inner sense, but vuk was pressed to rouse herself and glance up from where she had been slumbering. she knew not how long she slept, but her turquoise eyes met the two-toned stare of a stranger. small though the other was, vuk was unnerved -- maternal protection and her own common introversion rose within her, and she gathered herself slowly to her paws.

a low bark across the surface of the waters. i am wary. stay away.

she did not think the other would approach -- there was no path to do so -- but vuk wanted nothing to do with another at this time. yet she stood rooted, fearfully curious that her suspicion would come to fruition.