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[Phantom's Opera]

Moly smiled. "I understand, then will you be my mate? But, secretly?"

[war paint.]

Ziack nodded,"Let's get back."

[Phantom's Opera]

Moly nodded, her eyes alert. "Alright, come on" she stood up, and started to walk back.

[misfits.]

I trot around with a grin on my face, looking for Ziack. But instead I find him with Molly, asking each other to be mates. My smile suddenly turned into a frown as I bounded away out into the forest.

[war paint.]

Ziack followed by her side.

[Phantom's Opera]

(They were miles from the camp, hidden. How did she find them?)
(And they were whispering)

Moly looked at him. "You don't have to be my mate" she said, watching him.

[war paint.]

Ziack shook his head,"I'm fine."

[misfits.]

{She was in the forest with them, thank you}

[Phantom's Opera]

(You're welcome )

Moly licked his cheek. "Then smile for me" she said softly

[war paint.]

Ziack gave her a cheesy smile,"Happy?"