Haunted Wood it’s a blue world without you (alone)

famine's ears perked at the mention of play. play some? he asked, hoping to verify clarence's offer. the child backed away from his companion's side and began thinking about the different games which they might play.

but none of the options sounded fun without his connie. famine's paw (which had been lifted to stroke his chin) fell down to the ground as he released a heavy sigh.  

missin' my connie, famine whispered. why wasn't she back yet? he'd been talking to clarence for like, an entire day. but then he had an idea, and this one was better than any of the other ones he'd ever, ever had. finin' her? he asked. maybe they could make a game out of that!

he didn't wait for permission before dashing beyond territory lines. if someone had to find her, it ought to be him, right?