Her scent from before, from when Siofra had rested on her knee, wafted through his senses and his nose twitched, detecting a shift, and it made him smile, their shoulders bumping as they walked onto the different surface. With a single step that was as smooth as all his others he spun and was standing in front of her.
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ninetydegrees
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on 2013-09-14 01:30 am (UTC)