Bearclaw Valley what you need is a sweet caress

She stepped back- not because Ameline had threatened to make her unwelcome, but because of the desperation with which she had clamoured for answered- or so she thought. No, pleathe, wait! She said, in as pleading a voice as she could manage. 

Another step back, and then the girl turned to trot away. Ameline was confused- if Sobeille was Athalia’s friend, surely she’d want to help but-

She bristled as a new conclusion came to mind- the same one she’d had earlier.

The girl was lying. 

If she was ever Athalia’s friend, she would have helped, right? 

Ameline did not stop to consider that the yearling might think that she was lying. That she had murdered her daughter. She did not stop to think

And broke out into a canter, determined to shake either the truth or the dishonesty out of the sea witch.