08-16-2008, 05:16 PM
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As they headed back towards the camp site underneath the thick canopy of the forest, Laurel couldn't help but smile a little bit at his question. “Something like that, I guess. It really belongs to everyone, even though I suppose they look to me and my partner Nikita as leaders.” Whatever gave them peace of mind, it didn't matter to him one way or another. “Most of the other packs around here don't know how to react to us. I guess they don't get what we are either, but most of them haven't spent most of their lives travelling either from the sound of things.” As it were, most people who knew anything about gypsies associated them with a lot of things, travelling being at the head of those things. “So do you live around here?” he decided to inquire, wondering if he was also one of the dozen or so refugees he had already met from that fire on the other side of the mountain.