Shadewood The future tense of fear is either comedy or tragedy

When the youngest of the sisters crawled towards her, Arcelia’s gaze further softened. Though still recovering from the fright, she could not remain upset with the other girl. The hooded child welcomed the licks and nuzzles, after which she offered an affectionate nudge to Chacal’s cheek. “You’re good with sneaking,” she praised in the process, a smile on her lips.