Hideaway Strath Eventually time moves on...

I appoligze for my wolf. At least she didn't attack... *Sigh*

Whrist could not believe her ears, and they pinned themselves to the back of her skull nearly of their own accord. She looked at Aerin warily and felt herself getting sick again probably from panic, then she drew a deep breath and straightened her spine “No!” She stated firmly then again in almost a pleading tone “No” then she trotted away rather rudely and scared to death but she would not let anyone see her fear.

She had to forget this conversation, it never happened! Nope it was some weird waking day dream….