~I.v.o.r.y~
Type ~ Medium
Crush ~ None
Feeling ~ Highly Afraid
- Hearing a familar voice, Ivory turned to look over at the entrance to her room, seeing Griffin peeking in. "There was hunters, we heard them. There was at least three of them and they were on the roof. They had guns and you could hear a lot of bullets everywhere! One of them got shot and just now Skye came in! But, but the noise is gone now. I dont know how Skye could have gotten in." She murmured with a frown, looking at her feet so she could register everything that had happened.
Slowly, the small peices of the big and twisted puzzle came together, and Ivory had a small idea of what had just happened. Looking to Skye again, Ivory opened her mouth to speak. "You tricked me.. You came on my roof and tricked me, and made everyone come in here.." She murmured, looking down at her feet again.


