Ocean's Breath Plateau won't give pause until the blood is flowing

A nod was given.

Wren was not a simple creature by any means, but her mannerisms were oft blunt or simple. They had an agreement - they'd travel until they got bored of each other or if she felt it was time to part. Let the man have his space, and her space her own. She would be warier now, in this strange new place. She wouldn't be willing to trust so easily. Not again.

Her heart couldn't take it. Wren shuffled to her paws, her fur slowly drying. It felt prudent to find shelter now. Before she caught a cold and without a healer to help... Without a word to Lovecraft, she'd move past him and expect him to follow. A gentle flick of her tail beckoned him and the woman left. Her paws quickly carried her into the treeline, brown coat vanishing in the darkening air.

wrap up! end!