The Heartwood How much wood could a wood chuck chuck if a wood chuck could chuck wood?

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There wasn't much on the female's mind as she swayed through the thorny bushes, carefully making sure to avoid their painful sting. While she was blessed with curves that made it easy to weave throughout the brush, her green eyed companion was not so fortunate. Jilaiya glanced over her shoulder just in time to catch the irritation on Amaimon's face and even though she found the situation quite amusing she didn't want to cause her guard anymore pain than necessary. 

As as the two made their way through the tangled shrubbery, the pale girl kept an eye out for a clearing, but what she found instead was much for interesting. A young female that appeared to be lost in her own thoughts had caught Jilaiya's attention, even more so due to the fact that the young girl looked hauntingly similar to her companion. "Look Amaimon, she's like a miniature you" she teased which earned her a snort from the brutish male. 

Fiery orbs studied the youthful girl for a few more minutes before the ghostly female decided to approach the young stranger. "Hey" she called out as a greeting, her tail swaying softly behind her to the let the exploring teen know she meant no harm.