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|  Onderwerp: (Peppermint) Rivals  do 3 jun 2021 - 21:02 | |
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“For the last time, Icefright, I know my way back. I’ve walked it exactly fifteen times now since arriving at the new camp.” her high pitched voice carried far over the open highlands but she gave exactly zero shit’s. Her empty headed brother needed to sod off and leave her be. She knew all the bumps and rocks, pitfalls and holes. She’d walked it a few times, sure not fifteen like she wanted him to believe, but still plenty enough to make it back to camp. .. if she’d walk into a straight line. She only wanted to stretch her legs and she hadn’t needed an escort since, well, since the accident. “Fine then. I hope a fox catches you, pig-headed princes.” and with that he stormed off. Good riddance. Nightfever turned her blind gaze forward and walked in the opposite direction, following the small path that had naturally formed under her paws with a flick of her bushy tail. Soon enough the terrain began to slope downward, signaling the highlands would soon turn into woodland. Nightfever stopped at the foot of the hill and pricked her ears. She could hear rustling nearby but the wind wasn’t in her favor, blowing harshly from behind carrying her scent over the border. Nightfever waited patiently. “Who’s there?” she mewed as innocently as she could with her sing-song voice.
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