The Guidance- OLD

[BlossomTail]

Drake glanced down at both her hands, and then looked back up at her. He was silent, but his eyes were swimming with sadness. "Keep it.." he murmured softly.

[Sabatea]

Myra glared at him, "Don't make me back out of this now..." she hissed softly.

[BlossomTail]

Drake let out a shaky sigh, before he reluctantly took the pocket knife, his fingers curling around it slowly.

[Sabatea]

Myra glanced longingly towards the building before she dropped her gaze to the ground again, her legs shaking slightly.

[BlossomTail]

Drake slowly put the pocket knife in his back pocket of his jeans, and ran his fingers through his hair, taking a small breath.

[Sabatea]

Myra glared at him furiously, waiting for him to do something.

[BlossomTail]

((Lol, what does she want him to do? xD))

Drake stifled another cough, his lungs burning again. ((Just gonna say that until I get clarification xD))

[Sabatea]

(( No idea lol Lets just say they need to get out of there lol ))

Myra slowly sat on the ground, exhaustion overwhelming her.

[BlossomTail]

((Aha, okay xD))

Drake glanced down at her, and slowly crouched down to her level. "You look tired. We can rest in a little, but we have to move away from here, okay?" he told her softly.

Silvermoon was watching them silently.

[Sabatea]

(( ))

Myra glared at him, her eyes narrowing slightly for a moment before she returned her gaze to the ground, coughing softly.