Hideaway Strath As the summer wind

Sorry Malice, doesn't look like there's room for Thea

Thea glanced up at the white female sheepishly, remaining where she was. "Oh you know, just my pride." The teen told her, getting to her feet easily and moving to stand back on the slope. "I uh, I don't eat kids." Thea assured, looking as if she might vomit at the thought.

A frown marred her features, wondering what this male's problem was. It wasn't Thea's fault that he had a stick up his arse, though she could tell she wasn't wanted. Resisting a typical teenage girl reaction of rolling her eyes and stomping off, she replied to the kind mother's question. "I'm fine, thanks for the info. Hope you find your people." Thea aimed the last bit at the male, wondering how he would ever expect anyone to follow him if he was so rude.

Thea left, not caring that the small family had already said that they were leaving. Continuing on her path, Thea went back to searching for her sisters.