Hushed Willows A Cave Of Mystery and Legend

Think we can wrap this one up with one more post from you? :D

The story of the little girl was quite an interesting one. He had noticed the scars before but had thought it was just from hunting or a little fight. He had no idea it was this serious. He tried not to smile, and he succeeded, keeping his caring face. He liked her, as a fried that is, but really caring about someone was not in his nature. He cared about one thing, and that was himself. He was, however, thinking of maybe sparing her when he would set his plan into motion.

Quite the story you got. He commented, not knowing what else to say. Now this was just becoming awkward. Acting as if he gave a damn was not hard, it was just weird spending time with another pack mate without having any devious plans. He cleared his throat and got up, turning his back to Grace. Right, I'm glad you told me. He spoke, eyes darting to the floor and then to the cave opening. It has been really nice spending time with you, but I think I'll go rest now. See you in The Crook. He said his goodbyes in a sweet honey voice and then started walking toward the cave opening.