Old lady

“I will head back now,” Jack squared his shoulders. “Are you coming?”      “Go on,” the Seer gave a dismissive wave of his hand. “We will see soon enough.” Jack lowered his head and went on his way. He had his car parked outside the gates. The Seer watched him walk up to a distance before he continued with Xander.      “The wolf only competes with fierceness and strength. Look deeper,” the Seer jerked his head in the direction of the fountain.      “I honestly don’t understand you,” Xander jammed his hand into his pockets and leaned on a pillar. “You mean no harm so that’s fine. As for the human… if she talks to me I guess I will find out what she knows.” The Seer threaded a hand through his hair and looked away to the Alpha back on the fields.     “You have touched your cornrows about a hundred just in the living room,” Xander smoothed down his pants.     “Too bad you can have them,” the Seer chuckled softly. “For someone of your color, it’d be culturally inappropriate.” Xander smiled