Arah sighed, she was all alone. As usual, not many people wanted to talk to a 150 year old girl. The ones that did usualy just wanted to annoy her, or pick on her. She was floating an inch from the ground, looking as if she was walking.
Adena was bored, she was sitting on top of her wagon. Her arm still hadnt stopped bleeding to her annoyance.
Forest let out a small sigh of relief as he morphed back. He quickly pulled on the pants he had brought with him. He then began to walk near the edge of the forest, watching the ground silently.


















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