Hideaway Strath You're slurring all your words

he did not approach through his speaking, so she pried herself from the waters. unwilling to shake despite the desire, instead the water weighed down her long coat, clinging it to an athletic frame.

for a moment she thought it was a compliment before she realized. how foolish!

mismatched eyes settled softly on his chest. not one to stare at his feet like a misplaced child nor willing to look him so directly.

nala. the warchief found me and brought me home. she spoke softly, carefully. you are only the second face i have met here...