The Heartwood all we can do is try.

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The sunlight had just about exited the land completely when bright gold of a different kind flashed into Finley's line of sight. She heard his steps before she heard his voice, and with a turn brought her gaze to the face of the Spine wolf. He was a handsome one, cloaked in somewhat muted tones and well-muscled beneath. His voice tickled her ears and brought a smile to her face. Maybe she wouldn't be going on this adventure alone after all.

I am indeed, but I'll betcha I'm looking for something way different than you are, Fin replied with a teasing grin. She knew that nine wolves out of ten would look at her like she was insane and keep on walking when she outright told them she was on a ghost-hunt. The trick was to intrigue first. Reel them in when they weren't yet sure of the bait and hook them right before their first taste.

The scent of another wolf tickled faintly at her senses, but Fin was too preoccupied to notice even though her better sense was sending exasperated cries to her brain. As a creature living a life in the world, survival instincts would have suggested she always be on guard and alert to things like strange scents or noises, but Fin was a single-train-of-thought kind of girl. Especially when there was a pretty boy around.