Emberflame Ridge without a border between your lips

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The blonde maiden's frightened step back, it appeared, had caused more harm than good. For now he knew she was there - the crunch of snow underneath her small paws had not gone unnoticed, and as the male turned his ashen head to peer at her, August felt her whole body tense. She felt the pit in her stomach that told her like a screaming voice to run - to abandon this brainless quest she had set out to complete. But the other half of her was far too anxious to move. Maybe it was foolish of her to not flee now, but she failed to make herself shift from this startled position she had frozen into.

Rather than words of anger, harsh and cold, she recieved an invitation. Slowly, curiously, her sandy ears flicked forward from their place flat against her skull and hesitation shone in her eyes. But no, she did not move yet. August kept her eyes on him, occasionally shifting her gaze to the ground. Silence.

Did she go now, did she approach his side, or did she take the moment within her grasp and flee like the coward she truly was? Her paws shifted and took another step back - and perhaps if the Banrion's words had not passed her mind then she would indeed have fled, petite frame disappearing into the distance. But she had made a promise to Lotte, hadn't she? She said she would try. 

Whether her next move was a good idea or not, only time would tell, but she hesitantly slunk forward, each step causing an extra beat of her heart. The nerves, she attempted to swallow them, but the result was simply a quiet whine that slipped from her cream coloured throat. Please do not hurt me.