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Tryst sighed softly; she'd been found. What kind of warrior would she be if some small wolf from who-knows-where could even detect her? Stepping out of the shadows, she let her face slip into the familiar mask of coldness.
"Tryst."
She said simply, nodding her head once sharply in his direction. Her fur was on end, waiting for either a attack or...she didn't even know what else. If some stranger had snuck up on her she would have shredded his pelt, so she figured she was probably in for a battle. That was fine. She wasn't that easy to take down, he'd find.
She sat curling her tail around her paws, both dark hues piercing him, on the look out for even the slightest movement towards her. While she waited she continued,
"What are you doing here? And why, tell me, do I smell blood?"
It certainly wasn't a murder and he was trying to hide a body. She had figured out that much. He didn't strike her as that type of wolf. However, her heart was still racing. She had no idea what would happen next. All that mattered was keeping the cold, indifference on her face. Emotions could be used against you.
"Darketh, she mused silently. No matter what happened now, she'd remember that name.
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