Blackfoot Forest The stream will take us home

           

“Suspicions and accusations are easy to confuse.” A mischievous glint gleamed in her eye, “Technically I’m just out for a walk.” Padma’s lip curled delicately into a rigid smile. “But I truly haven’t decided my intentions, yet” She couldn’t quite clip the lip of her words, the ambiguity of her tone easily interpreted as insidious.

“Pampered pack wolves.” Padma tutted in a mutter, rolling her eyes and taking a step away. Although she was careful to remember her mother’s words and never turn her back to the stranger. “Find someone else to amuse you.” The woman had no right to demand anything from her, and Padma was no longer accustomed to surrendering.