Gilded Bay curry western

of course!

his solitude was soon interrupted--though he always welcomed such interruptions--by the appearance of a silver wolfess. she grew more familiar as she drew closer, and with a small shock, he realized it was the girl from the other day, who had fled without a word. he turned and padded toward her, eyebrows raised in gentle query.

why did you run away? govinda asked, stopping a few long paces from her. i didn't even get the chance to say hello. the whole scene had been strange--the woman rolling on the sand, the girl turning tail. it stuck in his mind as one of those odd little interactions that eventually fade into the muddle of day-to-day life, but when meditated on, the strangeness of it was resurrected once more.