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saarthal should really learn to keep her mouth close. moments after the words escaped her lips and registered with her brain, the girl shrunk back and incidentally, caught a whiff of a familiar scent in the air. she couldn't quite place it, but a sense of dread settled in the pit of her stomach. saarth might not be the most sensible being or the brightest - but she knew when to listen to her gut, and this was one of those times.

"i gotta go," she muttered hurriedly, flashing the stranger a quick smile. "i'll see you around?" saarthal didn't quite listen to the answer as she backed away into the shadows. nervous anxiety simmered beneath her pelt and she swallowed thickly. the roman took a moment to collect herself, then chose a random direction and just - sprinted. god, how she wished to get away from everything and everything and everything.