267 Your Words, Not Mine

'She's quiet. Didn't talk at all...' Mark thought as he stretched his back. 'Did she sleep on the branches with Krista?'

It was still dark, but dawn was approaching.

"Ready to get going?" The white-scaled Monster asked.

Elisa hopped off the branch she was seated on and nodded silently.

She started walking.

Mark scratched his head.

'At least she trusted me enough not to slash my hand. She definitely has the speed for that... Still, now that I think about it,' An image of the night before popped into his mind. 'Why did I do that for? In the first place, it wasn't that big a deal. It's not like I tried to...' Mark shook his head. 'Anyways, we're on our way. I'll give her space if that's what she wants. Though I do think I give her plenty of that...'

The white-scaled Monster's mind kept racing as he followed Elisa who took the lead and walked in front.

A Moonlit Feline ran by his side, caught up to Elisa, and jumped into her arms.