blindsided

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The brute did not return her formal head-dip. He looked down at her while she bid him a silent farewell and disappeared in the heavy fog of the wild wood. After he was certain that she was gone, the ashen male turned back in the direction he had been heading originally and continued his trek through the dank undergrowth. Only once did he think back to the pale shadow that had flitted across his path when he had begun his trek into the dark woodland. A shiver passed through his lengthy form, causing his hackles to bristle and his breath to come heavily. Pushing the thought aside, Kierkegaard disappeared into the depths of the mist, forgetting entirely about the miniscule creature he had shared his interaction with.