Redsand Canyon This magic spell you cast, this is la vie en rose

Mereo? She repeated, nose wriggling at the title. Never before had she heard of a group being called such a thing. 

But when he came closer, Alstroemeria's feet scuttled into the ground, body moving in a low, defensive position. It was not him that she disliked, necessarily; it was the idea of man touching her.

I-i'm sorry... She uttered slowly, fumbling to find the words for an apology. I can walk on my own. If in another instance, she wouldn't have been against the assistance. But not now.

Rising back to a stand, Ali looked back to him. A band of wolves.. held me captive- I've just recently been rid of them, but lone traveling hasn't been easy. It was much to share — and yet, there were many more details. Ones she wouldn't share. Not with this stranger.