witcher.

THEY WERE THERE ON THE ROAD, same he'd seen back in the little town. Some miles back he'd left it's comforts, only assuring him this was of no coincidence. HE WAS BEING FOLLOWED. Discomfort did not outweigh irritation, thus he stopped in his tracks going no further. When those yellow slit eyes settled on the figure few paces back, he offered a grunt of acknowledgement ---- and then a huff. As if words were second nature to him, and the graveling vibrations of an ANIMALISTIC NATURE won out. Silence enveloping them before the impatient snort of Roach seemed to egg him on.

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And what a pleasant contrast this was to the foolery of the others. Where he’d expected more stones, she brought him apples instead. Bright an full, the kind he knows Roach will greatly appreciate. A slight nod of the head indicates his understanding, while reaching out to take what she offers. Maybe even a smile there, somewhere.