The Guidance- OLD

[Sabatea]

Myra walked silently down the hallway, pausing when she heard footsteps coming their way.

[BlossomTail]

Autumn tensed.

Silvermoon moved in Ralen's grasp some, shivering.

[Sabatea]

Myra crouched beside Autumn, pressing herself against the wall. She gently placed Maluri infront of Autumn, glancing at her.

[BlossomTail]

Autumn crouched low to the ground, blinking at the black fox.

[Sabatea]

Myra silently drew the pocketknife out again, gazing at the corner where the footsteps were coming from, bracing herself.

[BlossomTail]

Autumn's spine was bristling, but she remained silent.

[Sabatea]

Myra growled, leaping at the group of hunters that rounded the corner, lashing at one quickly before he could draw his own weapon.

[BlossomTail]

Autumn's ears snapped back, watching Myra. She wasn't sure what to do..

[Sabatea]

Ralen gently placed Silvermoon beside Maluri, crouching infront of them, snarling. He leapt at a hunter that walked towards them, snapping at his leg furiously.

Myra lashed at another hunter, wincing when a knife cut a deep wound on her arm. She whipped around quickly, ducking to avoid being cut again.

[BlossomTail]

Autumn bit her lip, and raced to help them.