Practically playing with knives
You can't hide the truth forever...
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Ooc — Amber
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[size=xx-small]Runt please! .3.[/size]







Amber moves through the forest with swiftness and elegance. She stopped and sniffed for any sign of Runt. She could pick up a faint trace of her sent, and Dante's. For a second she panicked but then realized it was stale. She followed the sent slowly, kicking up dirt over the sent trail on her way there. It took a while, but she finally reached the hotspot of the sent. "Runt? Are you here?" she whisperers. She looks around for a little head to poke out somewhere, or a friendly greeting. "Runt?" she repeats. She looks over her shoulder to see if anyone was following her. No one. Good.