Blackfoot Forest Más vale maña que fuerza

Catalina, a nice name, though not one that Dulce was familiar with. She thought that it might be worth remembering, for the time being at the very least. Moving to settle into a seat closer than where she stood, Dulce replied, Yo soy Abeja, pero tu puedes me llama Dulce. 

Normally, were she speaking to anyone else, the lost scout might've been less talkative. In this case, well, she just couldn't help herself. ¿De donde eres? ¿De aquí?, she continued, Me siento aliviado de finalmente conocer, uhm, a otro de...nos.

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Perhaps the meeting wasn’t convenient for her companion; the two of them said a quick goodbye to one another, and while Dulce wished that the conversation had continued, she understood that circumstances changed. Watching the woman disappear, she sat back and wondered how she might spend the rest of her day.