~Kari~
I really didn’t want to hold his hand, but it seemed inevitable. He also had a good point, though I hate to admit it.
I also knew he was popular from Claudia, the social one.
The snow was thick, and I could not see anything except a blur of his shape. If I could find the den I made, we could rest there for a while.
“Prince, what kind of Halfling are you?”
He smirked. ‘He has the audacity to smirk at my curiosity!’
I gripped his hand hard, feeling the bones starting to weaken—I spent three years living away from civilization for nothing.
“Ow!”
Another thought struck me. “Do you know where we are?” I believed we’re lost.
“No, not really.”
“Did you notice we went in circles?”
“How would you know?”
“The blood scent is strong, just like where I met you.”
“No, the blood scent is stronger.”
‘Which makes you wonder, what bled?’
Just then, I remembered that I marked my den with blood so I could smell it out. I knew I should follow it, but a nagging sense was in the back of my head.
‘What if someone is bleeding? Or people are fighting?’
I wondered—yet again—what was at the end of the line of my life. And so, we found the source of the blood.
~Claudia~
I followed the dog person who spoke a defferent language. I hoped they would watch me, as I couldn’t find Kari.
‘Kari, where are you?!’
~Kari and Claudia
Abyss: I hope I got Prince right (and that…well, the person I intended to watch Claudia shouldn’t be too hard to figure out).
