Duck Lake Ravenspur

Rosalie nodded; he held an oddly serious tone for the levity of the situation. A small inkling of suspicion travelled the length of her spine, which she tried to shake out. Despite the effort, the feeling lingered and Lie felt the desire to leave.

“I can understand that.” The woman offered a small smile, looking over his cloud coloured pelt, “I guess I’ll leave you to it.” She dipped her head slightly, and turned to leave. “Have a nice day.” She felt guilty feeling so childish in the presence of the man, he seemed kind enough if a little reserved. Lie figured it was better to wander elsewhere or return home, rather than risk offending someone.