Sheepeater Cliff I gave her thirty bucks that I had socked away

Even if the little fae wanted to fight, there was little chance of her beating anyone. She had a mean bite like any other wolf, excepting the ones lacking teeth, but her physical strength was very much lacking. Her light frame required little effort to move around, so she was a good dancer and small game hunter instead with a mind like no other.

She frowned again. Aren't we all? Was her sweetened response, said in an empathetic tone. So very few of us know what we're meant to be doing, I've found it better to leave it up to fate — I do as I please and see where I land. Though this trick didn't work for everyone as lost as the copper male and the little fae.