'I'd say it was.' The young girl's cool comment was quiet. 'Did you see?' she asked. 'The man who was hurt is leaving. He looks like a Ranger to me.'
Jatyn tossed her head. A quick nap had refreshed her and her golden eyes sparked with good health. However, she knew that she had to be moving on. She had a mission.
-Jatyn Coolheart-
"The winds of evil flag against me, yet I am immovable."
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