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her eyes moved from druid's face— look, look!— to stare at the stone, head tilting to one side as her ears strained forward to hear. there were no sounds that the child could track over the trio's breathing, all trying to remain as quiet as possible to fool their prey. frustrated, witch tilted her head upwards to sniff delicately, eyes still trained upon the stone. it smelled musty, earthy, cold. nothing like the ducks and rabbits she was familiar with.

before she could take action, druid stuck her nose beneath the stone and flipped it. witch's eyes went wide as her dear sister moved backwards out of her field of vision with a startled sound. without thinking, or even fully understanding the threat, the pale child went rigid and stepped forward to block druid from attack. teeth bared, hackles rising all along the darkening blackthorn stripe, a tiny growl escaping from deep within her chest.