Firefly Ravine (m) who says I like right angles?

He came closer and she became more guarded.

Her ears turned to track the sounds of his movement and to listen in case he spoke; he could have been from a clan like her own, or like the old man from before (Gunnar).

A part of her wondered if that would matter. He looked healthy regardless of origin. Strong. She could not take her eyes off of him.

Neither could Sanja will herself to move. She wanted him so much closer.