Hideaway Strath i think i might be scared

The dark pelaged woman doesn’t say much as he begins to leave. He can feel her eyes on his back though, he doesn’t care give her the satisfaction of him glancing to her one last time before her leaves.

Yet, exactly when he thinks he’s finally heard the last of her, her smooth voice sounds out once more and he sighs out a breathy laugh. He doesn’t stop his languid pace and keeps his face forward.

“Ha ha.” He lets out a sarcastic, dry laugh. “Alright, Leigh. You say that until you’re getting slaughtered by those very wolves because you can’t defend yourself and you know it.” An ominous pause as he keeps walking, confidence in his step. “The weak serve their purpose. You’ll see that soon enough.” kyn ends eerily.