Holly by Storm wrote:(All accepted.)) Willow frowned. "What?"
"Furless. People!" he finally said, starting to get slightly terrified. He looked back. If they saw him and Willow, they were flat out either dead or straight to the mill.
Ochre hesitated for a second then started running. He was very slightly slower than Willow, but they kept a good enough pace. Ochre didn't dare look back. In fact, he whispered to Willow "Don't look back".
"Sorry..." Ochre whispered, blushing in embarassment. They stopped and Ochre managed to catch his breath. There was a nearby mini-forest (Just a large group of trees) and Ochre walked into it, hoping not to be seen.