Hideaway Strath There's just Devils and Dust

it was so hard, to be faced with such softness and kindness when he had scared her so downright. but shouldn't she know better? fury was a face of great strength and power, who had showed nothing but kindness to the dog.

there was a subtly to his movement, the hint of some old injury. she wondered if he had been a hunter, a warrior, all his life. he fit far more than she did if that was the case.

that's very kind of you, she answered softly. i'm not — i mean, i'm not...good at those things. i'm a...singer. fury brought me here. she —

nala felt flustered, more than she ever wanted to be. and very quickly she looked away from him, suddenly wishing for distance from here.