Ankyra Sound i hate i have to disguise it

somewhere behind her the chestnut male's voice sounded into the forest. she ignored it, pressing into a long gallop that he all too easily kept pace with.

sobeille had every intention of darting into the grotto to shake her pursuer, but well before she reached the threshold, the contents of her makeshift satchel fell from her mouth.

shit! she reeled around, eyes wide as the parcel's contents spilled into the snow. sobeille tensed with breathless anticipation, wondering what the man would do.