Shadowwyn Moor It came gently calling

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Oh no - he startled her, for sure! And as her ears went slick Turmeric smiled a nervous grin and tucked in on himself, to make himself seem a little smaller. Not a hard thing to do; when it came to his height, he'd definitely gotten his mother's genes.

But she seemed to recover with a blink and a smile - seemed, being the key. He couldn't help but cup his ears at the peculiarity of her voice - the stutters and stammers. The mention of sadness. The brief wince that flickered across her face.

A familiarity stirred in his heart.

Though his mind probed after the trees, his soul probed after her.

Do you come here often, then? he asked, drawing a couple slow steps forward and closing the distance so they wouldn't have to yell over the wind. He glanced back over the windy moor. Seems like a peaceful place to think, he gave a little laugh as the wind shivered through him, cold, but peaceful.