Ash Breyer wrote:Freai, more concerned than ever, in fact, sure, there was someone watching, he decided to turn around and confront them, “Dont be a coward Freai” he muttered to himself in his deep Irish tone. He turned around and walked slowly back into the field, the same birds chirped as pleasantly as before, Freai still felt as someone was watching him however, so he walked all the way to the middle and yelled in a loud tone “IF THERES SOMEONE OUT THERE SHOW YOURSELF! I WONT BE PLAYIN’ MIND GAMES WITH YA!” He stood and let out a sigh, awaiting a response from the watchful eyes “Perhaps your going crazy lad” he thought to himself silently, but he still stood, still waiting.
Phoebe walked out of the wheat, she studied him. He seemed like he was a fish out of water. "Mind games?" She asked him surprised. "Perhaps you are going crazy" she snapped at him. The idea! She hated the idea of mind control she enjoyed ful action battles with blood flying and she stopped her daydreaming and came back to her scents. "Are you lost?" She asked him.