Cricket Creek Bog you'll get it in the next life,

Closer — closer, until the air tasted so strongly of him that Alara could sense nothing else. Her eyes followed each subtle movement. For a time it seemed as if he might not notice her at all, and perhaps that wouldn't be the worst thing.

But then he did. Alara chuffed softly, inquisitive but unwilling to break the silence completely. The air around him was peaceful; oddly still. She didn't want to ruin that just yet.