[ all of the options receive a mute shake of her head. her grey eyes are large on her face, and seem too old — more, in contrast to her marked youth. no fear, though. finding herself alone in a strange place with rules she can only scarce begin to understand…it's not the first time she's done it. the prospect of danger and labor do not daunt her, either. the world is dangerous and difficult.
it was the leaner, hungrier, meaner animal that more often came away with the food she tossed them. that's her. ]
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it was the leaner, hungrier, meaner animal that more often came away with the food she tossed them. that's her. ]