She's adventurous, yes, but not foolhardy... not anymore, at least.
Well, not so much as she had been. Most of the time. But Anne has no desire to meet more of the enormous and territorial snakes. She slips her baskey over her arm, lifts her skirts with her free hand, and begins making her way back towards the orchard proper at a brisk pace.
As they walk, she darts sidelong glances at her companion. "Dezba," she says, finally. "I am simply eaten alive with curiosity. What is a skinwalker, please? If you don't mind my asking; I can be terribly curious, much too much for my own good."
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She's adventurous, yes, but not foolhardy... not anymore, at least.
Well, not so much as she had been. Most of the time. But Anne has no desire to meet more of the enormous and territorial snakes. She slips her baskey over her arm, lifts her skirts with her free hand, and begins making her way back towards the orchard proper at a brisk pace.
As they walk, she darts sidelong glances at her companion. "Dezba," she says, finally. "I am simply eaten alive with curiosity. What is a skinwalker, please? If you don't mind my asking; I can be terribly curious, much too much for my own good."