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The light of the day had long since ebbed and dwindled to nothing, now as midnight marched steadily toward them the air was cooler and damper than it had been. In the sweet rain-washed darkness the sounds of the night became loud in the babe's ears, even the rustling of the leaves and the whisper of the wind was thunderous. She swore that in the absolute blackness of that midnight world she could have heard a beetle in the earth. She harbored suspicious for none but the living things; the creatures endowed with sentience, the ability to deceive and corrupt one's soul. The woodlands were but inanimate constructs that could be bent to one's need as long as the mind was willing. And surrounding them were the welcoming shadows, the dark hands with spindling fingers beckoning to the wayward to lie within its arms. But in them were dangers as any place that provided shelter, for in them could have been demons..the deceiving minds with malicious hearts.Her paws led her were, but paused to a sound, the progressive march of eager limbs coming from her back to carry along at her side and forward. Practiced skepticism pricked her hackles but did not turn her regalia, but an ear did bend to heed the lulling tones of the nightly wanderer. Suspicious...no....the woods were of nature and thus they were home to the wandering soul. But the male beside her warranted more of her care, earning a pause in her stride to better rest her gaze upon him and it was not until she too a paw forward that she recognized him.
