The run back to the rest stop felt longer than it had the night before, even without carrying anyone. My pawed feet found the same deer paths, letting Vrika have its fun while my mind kept drifting back to the farmhouse. To brown eyes that had watched me leave.
With something that looked quite like a flicker of orange. A flicker of danger…. and all sorts of things that tell me I'd regret ignoring the request to stay. In some ways, it only made me want to leave more.
Her need for me to stay.
> The witch knows what she's doing. Understood the potential uses of the necklace right away. And Kyrie needs rest without me hovering around making her tense once her wolf starts coming back. <
Vrika gave me a skeptical look from where it ran in place in the mindscape's center. It's not very good at separating what it is doing in reality from in here. Kind of like that thing some humans do where they lean to a side while focused on their video game character.
Not that I've ever done that!
