Padding through the damp forest is as much fun as it sounds. I knew that there was no such thing as the wild wood, but being in the trees, they had a certain magic to them. With Amarog at my side, I bravely went to the Moon-Cove or Sorrow's Wish as we call it. Amarog nudged me froward with his silver head, I held his soft, yet course fur with all my strength, so I could be sure of not to fall into the crystal lake. CRACK, someone had followed me. Fear ached within me, threatening me to scream. I would not have that, it was probably a small rabbit or something. No need to be frightened, the overpowering scent of paprika, thyme and pepper reached my nose. Ugh, just what I need, that arrogant milksop just had to follow me.
"Vance, I know you're there, come out" I call into the towering oaks, a tall shape slink ed out of the shadows. His hair had the air of many hours of attempting to make it look casual, should I tell him he looks ridiculous?
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