The Heartwood all we can do is try.

The more the young woman absorbed about the male before her, the more confident she was that he would be up for the little nighttime stroll she had planned for that evening. Something about him spoke of the sort of boldness of character that she so prided in herself. She was fairly confident that he would prove to have a flair for adventure as well. Fin just needed to give him the opportunity to prove it.

"Thrills and chills," Fin said, only a little bit with a tone that suggested a more primal sort of chill-inducing activity. She gave him a cheeky grin before she continued. "Do you believe in ghosts, Mr. Sparkly-eyes?" She raised a single brow as she watched him, again too eager to hear the way he would respond to notice that there was another wolf in their presence. No doubt, she would probably be deep in discussion about hauntings and creepy things when the stranger made herself known and Fin would freak the hell out as her mind jumped to absurd conclusions about what she was seeing, but that was an occupational hazard of being a ghost-hunter.

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