Barrow Fields i'm still alive

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Capricious as she was, it was not unusual for her opinions about someone to juggle about, both inwardly and externally. And so it was difficult for her to make up her mind about him and to treat him accordingly. 

The male gave her his name, "Pendragon," a complex name that seemed to suit him and his powerful physique. With the exchange of names complete, the hunt ensued. He followed her without protest, and together they made way back into the heart of the fields and beyond. Her nose skimmed th earth, nostrils twitching, until eventually they picked up on the scent of yet another rabbit. It was around this time that the agouti wolf behind her asked what she would have him do. Without turning around, she answered with a blunt Stay here. She lifted her head slowly and cautiously until her bubblegum eyes met the small rabbit's form, grazing peacefully several yards ahead. The wind was in their favor, blowing towards them rather than away.

I'll ambush it. Hopefully, it will run in your direction. With that, Uma stalked off to the side, giving the rabbit a wide berth until she stood behind it. The creature was now between herself and Pendragon. Inhaling deeply, the she-wolf bolted, giving chase.

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