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Her eyes locked to his in a cold expression and she stood. The scarred female walked forward and shrugged. "Because Miquel this is where my searching took me." A flash of anger and disgust twisted in her face and eyes. " You are wrong. It is not the only life." She didn't even cast her eyes upon him- knowing the emotion in them; disgust, anger and disapointment. " I don't know why I thought you of all would understand that. Your just like the others." This time her eyes met his and she had no expression in them but he three before so she turned and walked away, stalking through the underbrush.
(sorry for the outburst-Dharms is sensitive about packs and says what she feels/thinks.)