Porcupine Ridge simmer down boy

The teeth vanished from her nape, and instantly Rue felt like she could breath again. Her heart still hammered wildly, but she only needed a few steadying breaths before she was able to shakily follow the golden boy up the slope. 

Rue had never felt to happy to be on flat, solid ground. "Thank you," she managed to say to the boy through barely-controlled breaths. "Sorry I... that I.. um, panicked." Her amber eyes flicked up to the boy momentarily before she cast them down once more, embarassed.