Late night, October 23, in the woods and in Fairgrove Hall
She slips through the trees, her sharp senses alert for anything useful.
A sweetish scent plays about her nostrils, and she inhales a little more deeply. Hmmm...what's this?
She follows the scent, finally concealing herself a little ways away from the quartet of students. Oh, this is too rich! One of that Scathach tart's besotted paramours out ( Read more... )
A sweetish scent plays about her nostrils, and she inhales a little more deeply. Hmmm...what's this?
She follows the scent, finally concealing herself a little ways away from the quartet of students. Oh, this is too rich! One of that Scathach tart's besotted paramours out ( Read more... )
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