Vara felt a bit exposed, but not afraid.  She stayed next to Geraint, and when he growled, other eyes appeared in the darkened bits of the forest around them.  Some seemed unaffected by his anger, but others bristled at it.  They were looking at Geraint though, not at Vara.  Whatever the eyes were, they felt familiar to her.<br/><br/>“I don’t think they intend to hurt us...er...me.  I think they might be concerned about you...” Vara said, placing a hand on his shoulder, trying to calm him.  Vara dipped her head and kissed him again, deep and caring, as if to show the eyes watching him that she was not worried about Geraint.  Actions and feelings seemed to show more than talking.  She could say she was not in trouble, she could say she was safe with Geraint, but it was better to show.<br/><br/>“I think this might be why I’ve never gotten lost in the forest near the village.  I feel something, like I’m always safe in places like this.”  She whispered to him.  “I think we need to show it that you’re not a threat...”.