Phoenix Maplewood flowers feat

her confusion made him laugh, gently; she was cute in her own way, trying to keep everything so. . .rigid. adi lifted his chin, beckoning her closer. "arrey, chalo," he chuckled, dimpling as he smiled. "let's go, then. a lot to see, and even more to do."

he padded off, keeping slow so she could catch up. would she stay behind him, or walk by his side? he guessed the former, but he very much hoped for the latter. this wasn't a game of follow-the-leader, no matter what his title might imply. she reminded him somewhat of raid--perhaps it was the coloring--but more stilted, formal. raid was just shy, scared; this girl had the fear of god in her.

who had put it there?

"we just moved to the maplewood after a fire destroyed our old home," he admitted, looking over his shoulder at her. "we're doing all we can to make our claim here stronger. mark every bit of the border that smells weak." as if to illustrate, adi paused and lifted his leg, spraying a relatively stale bush of thorns at the edge of the forest.