He walked deeper into the willows while she stood still and watched intently. As he turned his head to face her once more, she realized it would be best to follow him into her home. Quickly trotting towards him to regain the distance between them, she continued to amble beside him. Her look was glazed, silent and deep in thought. She was unusually...quiet. Although, she wanted to speak.
"It has." She murmured with agreement, not knowing was else to add. She faintly wondered where he has been during this time. If it wasn't with her, then where else? She couldn't recall him informing her where he was going. He would just be gone. His scent wasn't exactly how she remembered it, something else clung to his pelt. What was it? Should she ask?
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