Silverlight Terrace Kept inside I won't let go

Not terribly so, no. He was in the next territory over and while that might have been too close for some, he was also walking away from the Spear, away from her home. If she had had any misgivings past what her normal suspiscions were when interacting with a stranger, they lay quiet for the moment, her judgement reserved until they had interacted a bit more. He seemed respectful enough so far, and that, for the moment, was enoguh for her.

I'm Keres, of Moonspear The silver toned woman supplied, her posture easy and neutral. I don't suppose you've seen a young girl about? Dark fur, less than half a year old? The chances were slim, she knew, but if she didn't ask and he had seen her, she would feel all the more foolish.

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