She seems to be following a pattern just beyond him. His own path would have dipped in to see the foxes, skirted close where he could check on the rabbits, circled into the paths frequented by the stags checking their domain.
She's respectful. She's in touch with the woods without being a creature of it. She's fascinating to watch through tendrils of moss.
Her call has him hesitating. He's meant to be hiding, after all. She'll likely feel the prickle of indecision scattering through the air, radiating from him.
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Date: 2015-07-20 01:16 pm (UTC)She's respectful. She's in touch with the woods without being a creature of it. She's fascinating to watch through tendrils of moss.
Her call has him hesitating. He's meant to be hiding, after all. She'll likely feel the prickle of indecision scattering through the air, radiating from him.