Blackfeather Woods duma key

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vuk hoped that the submission writ into her features would tell the man she wanted to belong here in the woods, though she was an ignorant and helpless babe among their darker milieu. when cicero spoke again, his voice was lighter, though he addressed her in an odd manner. vuk did not dwell on this -- she straightened and gave a tentative wave of her plume behind her slim hips.

"i am w-well," she murmured softly. "i ... h-have b-been l-looking f-for w-ways t-to earn m-my k-keep," the patterned girl revealed, casting her leader a questioning look and wondering if he had any roles for her to play.[/tr][/td][/table]