Thicket of Secrets Sundown in the Paris of the prairies

Wendigo smiled gratefully as the pup pranced out into the woods to lead them back to where they were meant to be going. He didn't even have to fake the expression, he was grateful. Grateful that this kid's parents were idiots and had never taught him to go off into the dark with strangers, they had made this oh so very easy on them. The yearling had to choke down a laugh at Rhamnus' damsel in distress act, it was a little over the top but the pup hardly seemed to notice. He corrected her and began to lead them down towards the Cedarwood Forest and the dark wolf fell in step beside his sister, flanks rubbing against one another as they walked. It was like taking candy from a baby.

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