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Nathan Croft - Nate just held her, letting her try to relax. |
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Dakota was unable to let out her tenseness. She sighed, defeated. |
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Nathan Croft - Nate slowly and gently started massaging her shoulders. |
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Her mind wandered. "Is Secret okay?" She asked, thinking about how her mare had just left |
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Nathan Croft - Nate nodded. "Yeah, shes fine." |
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Dakota nodded, thinking. She wished she hadn't been so careless as to let Secret have her head. What if she'd been caught in a snare? Or attacked? Or killed? It would have been my fault... Her mind went in circles, creating a headache on top of the pain in her leg and back |
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Nathan Croft - Dakotas silence was louder than any words. "Hey, hey, it wasn't your fault. It was just a mistake," |
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Dakota nodded. A potentially deadly mistake. One that could've killed us both. I was scared and I haven't even checked on her yet. She porbably htes me... |
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Nathan Croft - Nate tips her chin up to look at him. "Stop thinking like that," |
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Dakota looked at him, her thoughts an ocean threatening to pull her under. She nodded, not speaking |
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