Still suspicious Terra followed the female into the woods. Just as she'd said, there was a deer, freshly killed. It hadn't been a trap to torture her or punish her. Still, Terra didn't know what was wanted from her. She couldn't accept that someone would help her for no reason, especially after she'd wronged them. Terra considered shifting so she could help carry the deer back, but decided it'd be too risky. The danger to her life had been too close for her to feel that she could shift without risking being shot at.
Patiently Terra sunk her teeth into the deer and began tugging it back towards the encampment. Her ears remained trained on the small hybrid the entire time, not trusting her to not turn around and strike. She'd lived this life long enough to know that thieves and scavengers were unwelcome, and most would kill them when they found them. Being both Terra was even more suspicious of strangers who acted well. Besides, she still wanted the pretty necklace she'd found. Her host wouldn't be nearly as forgiving if she knew that.
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