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He had just finished removing the smooth stones from his gym bag when he heard the unmistakeable sound of a fallen branch being stepped on. He had picked his firewood from the forest floor, some of it when he cleared his campsite, but he had not taken all of the branches he had found.
Not anticipating trouble, he stayed in his crouch and shifted sufficiently to turn toward the figure stepping into his cleared area. His eyebrows lifted in surprise when he recognized them.
“Juniper?” He stood then and smiled, though his expression probably showed his puzzlement. “Wot er ye doing oot here? Are ye owl by yerself?” Cam did not think of Easthaven as being a particularly dangerous place, but one could never be too careful.
Not anticipating trouble, he stayed in his crouch and shifted sufficiently to turn toward the figure stepping into his cleared area. His eyebrows lifted in surprise when he recognized them.
“Juniper?” He stood then and smiled, though his expression probably showed his puzzlement. “Wot er ye doing oot here? Are ye owl by yerself?” Cam did not think of Easthaven as being a particularly dangerous place, but one could never be too careful.