-------------------------------------------------------
Word Count: 212
The suggestion that she might belong in his pack took Anaia aback. Maybe she could belong there, but how… then he offered to take her with him. Away from the Monadnock, at least. She was both drawn and repelled by the idea. She owed them too much to abandon them, but at the same time having someone with her would make leaving easier.
She couldn’t suppress the sigh of relief that left her mouth as he nibbled on the back of her ear. The itching subsided as pleasure coursed through her. She leaned against his side a little, the contact also helping to relieve the discomfort.
Then he asked about Sara. “She’s… sad, I suppose, but she had a few ideas about what to do so I could leave.” She glanced around again before continuing. “I’m afraid they’ll follow me.” She whispered, like she was telling a secret. And she was, sort of. Sara knew, but she had tried very hard to keep it from everyone else. Hence the avoidance.
“Would your pack even take me?” She asked. With spring coming, they were likely going to have new mouths to feed and from her experience, nobody liked have an additional stomach clambering for food. Least of all someone as useless as Anaia seemed to be.
"Speech" Thought