King Elk Forest here: a gift for all of your troubles

Kratha kept up easily enough, her long limbs and light weight making it easy. She couldn't tell if Stephanie was fast or if she had been really close to the girl's home to start with, but they were soon paused upon the border of what she assumed to be her new home.

Every once in a while Kratha would glance as the other girl; she'd study the way her body moved, catch herself staring a little bit too intently on the bounce of her rear-end as she ran ahead, but it was all innocent, she told herself. She was just keeping an eye out for trouble - who knows if Stephanie was telling the truth. She could've been leading Kratha in to a trap.

But they were here now, and the mottled girl was summoning a slew of wolves. Kratha was feeling more anxious now, left here to sit and wait, knowing she'd likely have to jump through hoops and impress someone more important than the hare-hunter, and that made her feel quite uncertain.