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Chapter 8 > If he found her in such weak state

The pain was burning, but the sweat on her skin was chilled by the cool wind, and the blood which soaked her turtleneck, making her even colder. Something moved in her direction, She paused to listen intently at the sounds of scurrying and tried to smell the scents.

It was Cold cold autumn, with a hint of humidity in the air, a time in her life when she'd usually bake apple pie, making special soup and spicy chili, dotted with colorful pumpkins, zucchini and yummies,the colors complementary to her fiery red hair and green eyes. Autumn, her special time of year.

Now she was laying in the bush and her body full of pain

Dustin was Winter, with sable hair, dark eyes, aloof, and brooding. Cold north wind winter.

The scurrying stopped, and her wandering mind returned to the present situation before her. The creature's blood rushed through it's tiny heart and veins, and she smelled its distinctive scent, it was a rabbit.

She closed her eyes,
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