Dawnlark Plains People Change

Sequoia looked past him, pretending to see somebody else.

No, I meant that guy!

She laughed right after, giving away the joke soon after she let it come to life. She felt that rush of good feelings that happened whenever she got some validation. And gods knew she could use some of that right about now. Ever since she'd gotten here, she'd only been met with rude wolves. Well, aside from Mahler. It was nice to have somebody who played along for once.

You're rarity indeed, she said, taking another step toward him now that she was certain he wasn't a threat.

So what's a pretty pearl like you doing out here all alone? she asked, slumping down on the ground in a relaxed prone position.

Surely a rarity like you must have girls flocking to him left and right.