07-14-2004, 06:18 PM
Yalene gave a shrug, âThey are good company.â She responded, âDonât make it âabit tâbear judgement on others, not my place.â She shifted, stretching her legs out in front of her letting the fire warm the soles of her boots. The young woman didnât feel the need to move from her spot, it was comfortable and she nothing to watch. She knew that Seregon was safe in the makeshift pasture, she also knew that the big steed would make noise if her were in danger.
âWhat is your opinion of them?â
âWhat is your opinion of them?â
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