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Daria was watching Bucky, still cuddling the little wolf when she tried to reposition herself and stepped on a branch.
A loud crack broke the silence as the branch broke in two under her right foot.
Bucky and also the little wolf were torn from their cuddle by the noise, which had been only a few feet away from them.
Gently, Bucky set the white wolf pup down in the straw beside him to follow up on the noise.
"Who's there?" his voice echoed through the bitter cold as he looked around and his right hand clasped the gun in its holster on his thigh.
He could feel his heart beating in his throat, he knew he hadn't made many friends in the last 70 years and he was ready for a fight at any time if one of his enemies attacked.
"Hey, quiet wolf whisperer. It's me," Daria said as she stepped out of her cover with her hands up.
She knew he probably didn't intend to shoot at her, but still, it cost her a heck of a lot to step into the firing line.
"What are you sneaking around for?" he growled as his body relaxed.
He turned away from her to pick up the bottle lying on the ground and put it away, meanwhile, the little wolf jumped around his legs.
"I was just out for a walk and then I spotted you guys."
Daria went to the enclosure and opened the lock attached to the front door, then entered.
"But the question on my tongue is WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?" she hissed at him.
Bucky stopped abruptly and turned abruptly to face her as Daria grabbed him by his arm, "I beg your pardon?"
"You kidnap me. Locking me in a room. You don't give me any explanation. And then you just disappear for two weeks to then watch me dance?"
Her eyes sparkled with anger at him and her knuckles stood out white under her skin as she continued to hold him to his forearm with all her strength.
"Not that I owe you an explanation but I was on a mission," Bucky hissed at her and wrenched his arm from her clutches.
Bucky rolled his eyes over and disappeared into the small wooden hut that stood in the enclosure.
Daria stood there perplexed for a few seconds before she was snapped out of her thoughts by the little wolf, which was now frolicking around her legs.
She crouched down and the little ball of wool immediately came up to her and sniffed her.
"Well, what's your name? Oh, you're so cute!"
Her voice was a few octaves higher than usual and she scratched him behind his ear.
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