Golden Glade But I'd rather fake pee than stand awkwardly and pretend to check a text on my phone

As the seconds passed it seemed more likely that the paler woman was simply roaming rather than hunting around for someone's cache to steal. This was further evidenced by her response, a curt "What do you want?" followed by "these lands are owned."

Only then did Verochka realize her mistake. She had wandered into a sunny spring glade, picking up odds and ends and burrying them, a glade already claimed by a pack of wolves. Each muscle in her body seemed to pull tense and her large eyes widened as the ferocity of her mistake fully registered with her.

I am sorry - I didn't realize - I was not paying attnetion - she stuttered through a mouthful of rabbit fur, knowing full well that any response she may have spluttered out, no matter how eloquent, could not make up for the fundemental law of her species: do not trespass.

here, she muffled, dropping the sizeable rabbit at the woman's paws. This is for you. I also have a cache buried not far from here. There are some medical supplies, some food. I can lead you to it, if you wish, and then I will leave. A deep sigh heaved her chest. you have my word.