Blackfeather Woods blood on my teeth

Cyn's ears perked up by the sound of voices. She had been a little sad lately, but she was slowly getting over it. The voice inside her head had gotten worse every minute. Who dares wake me up from my beauty sleep? Lately it had been reffering itself like Cyn would've to herself. The type of voice hadn't changed though, it was still its distorted male self. She ignored the voice and her own thoughts. Her head felt like it was packed enough with the voice, the thoughts and ideas made her feel like her ideas were spilling over the mental line of sane.

Cyn got to her feet and saw the two wolves not that far away. It was about 10-15 feet away from her and the voices had been soft to her ears, but she knew if she got closer they would get louder. Cyn decided she could spy on the two since she hadn't done such a thing in a very long time. She got low to the ground and didn't make a sound while doing it. She came closer to the two while using skills she had learned before to get closer and listen to the two.

Cyn was now almost too close. Her breathing was silent and the voices had been louder. She had gotten a glimpse of the two and noticed it was a male and a female talking to each other. She smelt Burke on the two and relaxed a little, but didn't blow her cover. For all she knew they had no idea she was there.