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He was oddly in tuned to her reactions. Most of the time Heath could over look another body language and forget about it, but he noticed the smallest changes in the stranger. A stranger she wasn’t in reality, but Heath had yet to really understand her place among them and for that he would give her the title of stranger for now. The woman was uneasy in front of him and Heath could take that as nothing other then a reaction to either the sight of him or his own actions. Because of that he was less apt to warm up to her, and did not return the molded smile that she wore.

They moved slowly, the words she spoke keeping his focus on her instead of the task that they had before them. He gave no more then a nod in response to her question, not surprised that the youth had talked about him. She talked at length, constantly. As she spoke of them, Heath thought of the animals and where the small pup might be. The sheep roamed a pasture north of the stables, north but not far at all. The lanky hybrid strode slightly faster as he thought of the possible hiding place.


“She wanted to know about the sheep, mostly.” Heath answered willingly. Their conversation had not been anything secretive and Heath was happy to give any information to the caretaker. “She spoke a lot.” the coy-wolf added with a small smirk. She hadn’t stopped talking, and he figured she was still talking this very moment days after their meeting. She probably spoke even without anyone to listen.
“We should check the fields, let me get Lumière.” He said without much thought of explaining.

The horse would help, though neither would saddle up to ride her. The hybrid walked to the stall, the roam mare’s nose already out the barn door in greeting. Heath simply opened it, and the mare walked out and strode towards the pasture gate.
“Three is better then two, in the search.” The fields were massive, and a small pup would be hard to find among them. Another nose and set of eyes would be useful. Heath walked to the gate, opening it to release the mare and held it open for the woman.



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