by Evolia Redmoon » Fri Nov 11, 2011 6:59 am
The Gaia got back up, wincing,
"JET! Jet, c'mon man, chill will you?! It's gonna be okay!"
Hiff...hiff...
A pair of red and white gloves fell to the floor of the tattered room. The night Jet and Chip were last seen it was in their room- Evolia remembered that.
All around her, through the shoved shelves and even the bed, articles of clothing and keepsakes were strewn. The floor cluttered with normal boyish comfort had been even more clouted with garbage under the beds and such. The center of this mess the tawny she-wolf sat, smelling each peice of keepsake having been touched by the hawk or Light Gaia.
'The scent's loose on most dis...' she thought.
She fell on all fours- odd as it probably was to see- and slowly crawled across the floor, brown nose wiggling gently. Evolia slid around the floor, taking in scent that led her back out the room.