Porcupine Ridge saturday night kind of pink

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It is almost was like a game a choice — who was going to make the next move. Eleuthera waited for the masked creature to show itself, and the unknown wolf also waited for Eleuthera to come into full view. Thankfully, in her efforts to come into an upright position, the lilac woman did disclose her location and identity, unintentionally inviting the greyscale woman closer.

Not an immediately distrustful wolf, Eleuthera was satisfied with whomst walked out from amongst the shadowed stone spires. She dropped her guard almost immediately, feeling comfortable that this silent wolf was a female, too. “Oh,” she breathed, giving the woman a sheepish smile. Turned out that she had erred on the side of abrasive, and she hoped she had not already squandered her good fortune.

“Excuse me, but,” Eleuthera called out, this time warmer, kinder. “Do you know a way out of here?” She glanced around at her sunbaked surroundings, wishing it was not the height of the day and gruelingly hot. “I didn’t realize it was a dead end.” and suddenly, Eleuthera wondered if she too was lost. If that was the case, at least she now had a companion with whom she could overturn what vexed her.