Horizon Ridge Black honey

deirdre felt for the mute cub, for if she were the girl, what would she have done? and deirdre was infinitely aware that she was the stranger here in that moment, and rose only to move backward a couple of feet before reclining onto her haunches. i do not mean to frighten you, deirdre spoke, her own nerves bringing to light her subtle brogue earned from lasher. she continued, i saw you alone, and heard you crying--can i help you?

she tilted her head, noticing simultaneously the youthful features the other had. distinctly young, in fact, whereas deirdre, although seven months, appeared to be a woman already! where is your mother? your father? she looked left and right, sniffing the air absently but sensing nothing that aligned with the girls scent that meant her family was nearby. she worried all the more for it, and looked back to the cub.