Cedar Sweep Black swan

No worries <3

Something about her words unsettled him, as if there was more beneath the surface, an implication he couldn’t quite place. A quiet unease crept into his thoughts, but he pushed it aside. Now wasn’t the time to dwell on it. He needed to stay sharp, not get caught up in speculation. Thinking could wait.

Perhaps, he said, his tone carefully indifferent. He offered a shrug, though the tension coiling in his muscles told a different story. Electricity crackled along his nerves, warning him to stay wary.

With a slow stretch, he tried to ease the growing ache in his limbs, then flicked his gaze back to her. I take it your pack is nearby. You don’t seem the loner type, too desperate. His voice held a knowing edge, probing.

His ears flicked back slightly as he continued, words laced with quiet disdain. Which way should I avoid? I can’t say I’m eager to meet more of your kind.

The thought of more red-eyed demons sent a chill down his spine. Hers was certainly a pack he had no desire to encounter, of that, he was certain.