[By now Helena's squatted down on the river bank itself and she can legitimately feel the harsh swivel of that wolf inside of her's ears. They point his way and she looks the same direction.
He's got the tact to betray nothing. She's too close to that wolf side of herself and ends up watching him with some shade of distrust before she wrangles her instincts back in line. Then she sharply looks away.]
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He's got the tact to betray nothing. She's too close to that wolf side of herself and ends up watching him with some shade of distrust before she wrangles her instincts back in line. Then she sharply looks away.]
No kidding.
[She sounds gruffling unhappy about that too.]