like a [p]rayer

[Laruku Tears]

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It's no concern of yours whether I am or not, he said evenly, still not looking back at the smile he could feel anyway. A persistent person was nothing new, but he couldn't decide why this woman was trying to prove. She had no connection with him as far as he knew; it wasn't concern he was hearing either. Mocking, perhaps, but he was too tired and too old now to be pulled into that sort of nonsense. If he kept ignoring her or evading her replies, would she leave him alone? Or would it be faster just to see what she wanted? The coyotewolf stopped and looked at the sky, then turned back at the wolfess, It is a beautiful night, anyway.

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