She planned on getting to the other side of the pool; despite the wall between the side where she was and the other side of the pool, she quietly walked to check that scent-giving thing. She knew it wasn't the water because she could tell if it was scented water.
She placed her elbows on the wall just above her chest and looked to the other side. She wasn't ready for what she saw, and I wasn't prepared either. On another side of the pool was the guy whom the Raven, in my memory, doesn't know yet. Which I know is the Rebel in my world, together with the girl we both saw at the gate, were both naked and mating.
