The Bracken Woods zindgani ke safar mein

the young woman's grayscale pelt camouflaged well into the brush, but the burst of red upon her face gave her away. well, that and her clearly wolfish scent.

aditya moved closer and gave a chuff, ears swiveling and tail low as he came into sight.

arrey, ladki, he rumbled softly, giving her a gentle smile. i hope i haven't spoiled your hunt.

it was possible to hunt here; the rabbits, squirrels and other small critters, however, would have far and away the advantage in this puzzling terrain. still, he'd never been much in that skill set, and it was quite possible she was far more adept than he.