This is going to be hard...she is so sweet and innocent...
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There was so much to take in, so much to find and collect. Already her small backpack was bulging, and it was starting to get a bit heavy on her slim shoulders. The smalls of the pack members who had been there before kept flowing through her nose, blocking the scents of everything else. She never smelled the cans of clear oil until her hands grasped one and she popped the lid open. One little whiff of the strong scent and she started sneezing, shaking her head and closing the top tightly again. Every bottle she could find was slipped back into the pack. After another few minutes of looking around, she slipped the bag off and settled it onto the ground in the corner before going back to looking.
The sound of a strong, masculine voice in the shop had her jumping with a soft gasp, one hand pressed to her chest. Before she was able to turn around on her own, a set of large hands grabbed her shoulders and slid her to face the male. He was standing very close, close enough that the soft swell of her growing feminine chest brushed against his black fur. She tilted her head back and looked up at him, dark blue eyes wide and curious as to what he wanted and why he was there. The girl’s time with Saul, Jace and Razekiel had really been helping her with trust issues and she no longer just expected every person to hurt her. Her obvious lack of knowledge was also something that helped her trust others, she was too ignorant about certain things to know any better.
When Fang pushed her back against the wall she didn’t make any moves to fight him, because she wasn’t sure what was going on. There was no real reason in her eyes to feel super threatened yet, so she just smiled a little and tilted her head to the side, still watching him closely. ”I’m Tawny!” Her mouth parted again with a wider smile, showing her sweet friendliness and trust in him. ”W-what you doing here? I’m looking f-for pretty things…do you like pretty things?” Her arms lifted a little and she stroked her fingers through the thick black fur covering his chest while looking into his eyes. The man was huge, towering over her little body and creating a sort of cage with his arms. The dark color looked good with her own, midnight and chocolate brushing together, it was really pretty in her eyes.
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