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His words washed over her with no meaning as she stood before him physically shaking in fear. The voice was kind, but so terrified was Adelaida that the tone did not register and his words sounded merely like a jumbled mess. Although small compared to the wolves and even some of the coyotes that shifted, the male before her seemed large and imposing, even seated. At the mere thought of him standing if felt as if her insides turned to liquid and the uncontrollable urge to vomit presented itself. Still the male did not stand and Adelaida did not vomit, thankfully. The only movement the stranger made, aside from turning to look at her pathetic form, was to raise his hands in a peace greeting, but even that seemed threatening.




Once again Adelaida attempted to moved backwards and this time succeeded partially in that she was able to take two steps back before her limbs locked up again. Yet that small movement away from the male helped to break the spell and the sick feeling flooded from her. The two toned female’s shaking died down to a tremble while her body slowly got a hold of itself. The bright sky blue eyes stayed transfixed to the male, waiting for him to make any sort of sudden movement, but it seemed as if he was merely content to stay on the ground. Adelaida was no surprised to find that her voice shook, which only added to the timid quality often present when she spoke. Wh- What are you? Clearly it was he she feared, although just why, Adelaida would have trouble explaining herself.


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