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He moved closer, not knowing where the trail would lead until he heard a sharp voice commanding that he had come close enough, lad!

Lad?

He stops promptly and fidgets, ears pivoting to cup the words as he directs his attention towards the origin of the sound - and spots the thin woman, her coat glowing with dull maple-tree reds and browns; she is luminous in the moonlight and for a moment, Larus is struck by how familiar she looks — but it doesn't last, as she is actually a total stranger.

Briefly he sees a different face looking at him through the woods, and his mind says, Saena, except that was — that was wrong. He shakes his head softly and this motion transitions to a ducking nod. He murmurs towards her, I mean you no harm, miss.