by Delite » Wed Jun 29, 2011 9:31 am
Ravel hid wisely, running when time was right. He was no coward, but he was wise and knew what to do when being tracked. He stayed far from the camp, where no-one would bother look.
Midnight stayed silent, sitting on the rock by her den. She scanned the border all the time, knowing he would come eventually. she was scared stiff, and was shaking at that moment with fear.