Wanna paint the pain away
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     Though she was ignorant, in a great may ways, to the going-ons of this tribe, Aurèle recognized dominance in her companion. She attributed this and the familiar scent with the title, marking her as the leader. The man who had accepted her had been similar in this aspect, but his presence was not as felt. Aurèle could not mark it, exactly, but knew something was special about this girl.
     Approaching calmly, the pale woman began to speak. “Aurèle Aston. I only recently joined.” She came to a halt across the fire, though did not settle. She would not do so unless invited, as she had been taught. “You have quite an interesting place here.” Between the peculiar animals and overbearing sensation of being watched (which may or may not have been simple paranoia) she found the air strange.





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