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@&#&$"O.. okay," he stammered after her, rising quickly to his feet with a genuinely puzzled look on his face as she scrambled to stand up. The outburst was unexpected--he'd said nothing particularly upsetting this time, he was sure of it. By now he was convinced she was crazy; he couldn't second guess himself any longer. Initially he could write off her distress as resultant from talk of her dead mother or Kaena, but now he was just trying to explain some simple game that any three month old would pick up with ease. There certainly wasn't anything in there that should have elicited such an extreme response.
@&#&$She started to ascend the hill and he watched, dumbfounded and temporarily glued in place. "Take care of yourself," he barked after her, brows knitting into a frown. Anselm rarely felt intimidated or uncomfortable in the presence of another, but somehow Vieira had rattled him to the core. As she left he realised how tense he'd become; it was like walking on eggshells around her and he was done trying to understand why. Shaking out his coat, he began to trot further down the hill and away from the anxious coyote. Although he might have liked to return to the caves, too, he couldn't find it in him to chase after her. Their shared company clearly wasn't helping either party.
@&#&$He figured he might as well do another sweep of the borders; maybe a quick run would do good for clearing his mind. Either way, he'd been left with more than one reason to go and talk with Kaena. Something was amiss and he couldn't put his paw on it; hopefully the grizzled woman would be able to clear things up. Hell, maybe Kaena was stressed out because Vieira was so tense in the first place. The woman's insanity was much different than any he'd dealt with in the past but it was no less taxing.
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@&#&$She started to ascend the hill and he watched, dumbfounded and temporarily glued in place. "Take care of yourself," he barked after her, brows knitting into a frown. Anselm rarely felt intimidated or uncomfortable in the presence of another, but somehow Vieira had rattled him to the core. As she left he realised how tense he'd become; it was like walking on eggshells around her and he was done trying to understand why. Shaking out his coat, he began to trot further down the hill and away from the anxious coyote. Although he might have liked to return to the caves, too, he couldn't find it in him to chase after her. Their shared company clearly wasn't helping either party.
@&#&$He figured he might as well do another sweep of the borders; maybe a quick run would do good for clearing his mind. Either way, he'd been left with more than one reason to go and talk with Kaena. Something was amiss and he couldn't put his paw on it; hopefully the grizzled woman would be able to clear things up. Hell, maybe Kaena was stressed out because Vieira was so tense in the first place. The woman's insanity was much different than any he'd dealt with in the past but it was no less taxing.
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