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it was like talking to the clouds. the only response she got was another yowling call, and this time it was easier to pinpoint where it came from. juria didn't want to linger in case it was something foreign - like a badger - or something big - like a... well, she couldn't think of anything big right now, but there could've been something.

juria set about finding the being attached to the sound, even if it meant backtracking through puddles and the edge of the lake. her night vision wasn't so great, but with some care - and a whole lot of spikey fur - she closed the distance between herself and the hidden girl. you wanna fight me? come at me bro! whoever - whatever you are! she wasn't going to be scared off by some unseen thing! hoo boy, that wasn't juria's style.