Blackfeather Woods ɪᴛ ғᴇᴇʟs ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ʙɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ

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The boy had no set direction in mind as he walked, but soon enough he began to realise his paws were taking him to the place in the Woods he had yet to explore. The den, that den - the one that contained captives. He had always been curious, knowing that inside was someone. There had been someone who arrived recently after he did, Neo had always smelled a stranger inside the cave, but he'd never gone close enough to see. Now, however, he decided he was going to. The boy came closer, and closer still, but halted in his tracks when he caught a scent that he distantly recognised. It was one he'd pushed out of his mind, focusing instead on his new life here at Blackfeather. One where he felt he really belonged. But this scent, it drew him closer. He padded forward cautiously, taking a breath before raising his head and tail and then sticking his head inside. Whoever was inside - they were a prisoner. He needed to remember that. 

It took a moment for his eyes to focus in the dark of the cave, but the Spiderling froze when his gaze fell upon a figure near to him at the entrance. The scent - it comes from them. Could it be? With his breath held, Neo waited, watched, wondering how long it would take for him to be noticed. He lowered himself onto his haunches, trying to remember where the scent came from. Who did he know with this scent?