She can see, and hear. When the wolf drops to the ground, she pulls back. The storm still circles him, forming a barrier, but there's open space about him. Dust watches, waits, lest this be a trick. Seeing that it isn't, she draws back and in and then, she's standing there, some thirty feet away from Ryan, her expression one of brief regret but still wary.
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Date: 2007-07-29 10:32 pm (UTC)When the wolf drops to the ground, she pulls back. The storm still circles him, forming a barrier, but there's open space about him.
Dust watches, waits, lest this be a trick.
Seeing that it isn't, she draws back
and in
and then, she's standing there, some thirty feet away from
Ryan, her expression one of brief regret but still wary.