Bearclaw Valley BCV-04 "ULVA"

The deaf girl did have a knack for disappearing, this was true. However, the nonchalant tone of Laurel's voice and the dismissal of any other possibility was unsettling. For a moment, Blondine's brow was furrowed in thought, though she was quickly back to tracing trails. And what if she's not just run away? I've been running all over hell's half acre trying to make sure that everyone is accounted for, and up until now, they have been. I'd like to keep it that way, thank you.

Although Blondine's voice was soft and low, one could tell how angsty she was. For whatever reason, she had given herself the title of keeper; it was her job to keep everyone safe, even if she was doing a shitty job at it. Not to mention, only having one eye to keep a look out wasn't the most ideal situation. Help me look, would you? Everything in her expression was pleading for Laurel to soften herself for only a moment, even if it was only for Blondine's temporary satisfaction.