Lost Creek Hollow See if you don't end up un-broke

He, for that’s who the dark shape had been, invited her closer. She blinked, once more, but she put her paw back down, slipping ever closer to the young man in front of her.

She stepped into the light, then, knowing she probably looked the part of horrendous rapscallion in the dark. Pink crinkled in a sheepish smile as she dipped her head.

Hello.. Shy and soft, barely more than a whisper, Faun dipped her head in greeting.

Apologies to just…come out of nowhere like that. I..I do not normally follow others like that. She bit her tongue, gently, to stop her rambling.

Im Faun. Even after all this time, the name tasted like a lie.