Bonesplinter Ravine inevitabilis

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So lost in her thoughts, the gentle timbre of an unfamiliar voice startled the woman from her post at the cliff edge. She stepped back uneasily and swung to face the onlooker - a slender shadow of a man.

"I don't know vhat you are talking about," the words came tumbling out of her mouth in a defensive waterfall. It wasn't until he encroached on her space further that she was able to detect the familiar, but faint, iron-sweet scent of Reyna on his pelt. Instinctually, her hackles raised.

Ever the nice guy, her tone shifted to a bristling challenge. "Who are you and vhat do you vant vith la muerte?"