[Even when she's a wolf, he can tell she's annoyed and can practically imagine the way she'd be looking at him if she could use her normal expressions. He even starts to grin, at least until she trots out, and the amusement drains out of him.]
[She steps on the twig, and the sound echoes around them, no doubt spooking off any smaller animals at the least.]
[He stares at her.] Clarke. [Don't be an asshole.]
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[She steps on the twig, and the sound echoes around them, no doubt spooking off any smaller animals at the least.]
[He stares at her.] Clarke. [Don't be an asshole.]