Ankyra Sound i hate i have to disguise it

sobeille breathed a sigh of relief. she did not detect suspicion in the man -- so that meant she was home free, right?

a greediness glinted briefly in her eyes as she saw him take the petals. she looked down to her feet, pretending to busy herself with collecting the last of the satchel. mmokay. sobeille nodded diligently, trying her best to imitate a star pupil. she was only slightly disappointed she would not see the result -- but, as she would learn sooner rather than later, sometimes it was better to get out of dodge.

picking up the satchel gently, sobeille looked at the man one final time. his eyes were kind and soft - none of the measured bite of a cynical wolf in them. she would not forget them, though she wondered when wolves died if their eyes lost their softness.

bai-bai. sobeille mumbled between a clutch of furskin. she shouldered the bulk of the weight against her backside and began to totter away, subtly keeping an ear out behind her for anything else the man might say.