Fearless Human Mate
"Did we already forget what happened last time we got friendly with a passing ship? Or do I need to remind you about the cannonballs and the almost drowning?"
Molly hesitated, lowering her hands. "But... this could be the reinforcements."
"Or it could be another band of opportunists looking to gut us," Serif countered. "We wait. Quietly."
Molly and Dottie exchanged a glance but did as he said, stepping back into the shadows of the rocks. The ship loomed closer, but with no visible markings, it was impossible to tell friend from foe.
The wind howled through the trees behind them, sending an unnatural chill down Serif’s spine. Then came the sound–soft at first, like footsteps on damp earth.
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