She didn’t care about the plans. And with a sickening crack the bully let out a reflexive cry and clutched his hand. XXX He reached out and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. She didn’t care that if she didn’t get them she would be killed. Snowhalk was wondering if this was atrap to see how skilled she was or if he really meant it. The biggest kid pushed the smallest kid. The last 2 ran off. Her lips were medium sized, and her skin pale white like most people. If she had died then and there she would die happy in Moon’s arms. What was he thinking? Snowhalk sat down on her bedroll. He could trust her right? Well she just made up my mind Moon thought as he placed one of his hands on her cheek, and then pulled her closer with his other hand on her waist.
