Vara suddenly paused she realized she was being watched.  She was used to the vampires leering, but it was a different sort of expression than the sort that Geraint held.  His was almost...appreciative?	She tugged her shirt back down and nodded, motioning for him to follow her.  After a few minutes of navigating the trees, they came to a clearing of sorts.  A waterfall cascaded down into crystal blue pools.  It was quite alluring in the light of the morning.  Vara again set herself to the task of removing her clothing, doing her best not to let her own gaze stray to the body of her companion.<br/><br/>She had heard stories about the wolves the witches rejected, that they were marked in some way, and she could not help but want to gaze at his body and see if it was a physical marking.  But, she kept her eyes forward.  He was attractive, but it would be a mistake to engage in any sort of flirtation now.  It would make her distracted and that was the last thing they needed at this moment.  Once her clothing was fully discarded, she walked to the deeper edge of the pool and dove in.  Her body was a thing of lean muscle.  It came naturally to most wolves, but she also honed her strength at any opportunity.<br/><br/>When she surfaced, she found she had a question.  "Are there not others like you?  Exiled?  It seems like a rather lonely existence, to only have interactions when the witches want something from you..."  It was near the opposite of how she had been raised.  In the village, there were always people around.  Other pups to play with, mother's scolding the children who behaved badly.  If the rumors were true, someone like Geraint lived in a way that was always isolated.  Among the people but not part of them.  "Forgive my curiosities, you're just the first wolf on the other side that I've actually had a conversation with."