And the Werewolves Cry
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Alexey was on her way back from Halcyon Mountain where she had encountered a strange crimson-eyed male. Thanks to their rather entertaining conversation, she could now safely assume that all canines residing close to Inferni were all bloody insane- every single one of them. The Circee had made it halfway through the Dampwoods, where she made sure to take an absurdly large detour toward the coast. With the way she was feeling, impatient and irritable, she considered it wise to avoid running into coyotes. Of course, that probably meant she wouldn't make it back to Dahlia de Mai before nightfall, but between getting into a fight and traveling a few more miles, Lexey didn't really mind the extra exercise.


She accelerated her pace a little, moving as fast she could. Her wounds had healed nicely, and running didn't prove to be as painful as a week ago. A silhouette eventually appeared amidst towering pine trees, causing Alexey to double her efforts in order to catch up to the so-called shadow. Putting an extra strain on her recently injured leg definitely wasn't wise, but the Dahlian often did the exact opposite of what was best for her anyway. The male looked a little lost, and unlike the wolf she'd met a couple of hours ago, he looked sane enough.


"Hey!" she called out, slowing down as she finally caught up to him. "Where you headin'?"


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