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@rae awww cutee <3
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Foraging is fascinating. Definitely please tell us how the next bit goes!
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I mulled over this. Two children in the labyrinth. This was starting to get worrying.
The new girl–clearly also human, or at least a human-dominant hybrid like my brother or the Mann twins–left Sniper’s side and hugged the crow, appearing shy. Or, y’know, scared of an Argonite and Ornithiform.
Lucy picked up some rocks and started hitting them together absentmindedly. I would’ve done that too if i were….nine? Ten? I couldn’t her exact age but she was definitely under twelve.
I came up to the new kid. “Hey there….Mel? That’s your name, right? We’re not gonna hurt you. Well, okay, We’re not going to try to hurt you on purpose. If we do it’ll be by accident. But that’s not gonna happen.”
Why did I say that? That sounded kinda stupid.
It did get her to take notice and pay attention to me.
The crow squawked and tried to peck at my hat. I jumped out of pecking distance. “Hey! Stop that!”
Gerald handled that. You don’t question Gerald. (if you know you know)
Mel
Mel smiled as she gently grabbed the crow’s beak and pushed him back. He must be hungry, she thought. Then she faced the woman who had approached her and stuck out her bruised chin, trying to look tough.
“I’m not scared.”
Tired? Overwhelmed? Maybe. Confused? Sure. But scared? Never.
Runt tried to peck at Mel’s pocket again and she finally relented, fishing out a scone and feeding it to him.
“This is Runt,” she informed the woman. “He’s not scared either.”
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