Date: 2015-12-19 04:12 pm (UTC)
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Phouka began to run, reaching to catch Winter's ankle as he flew above and ahead of him. Deeper into the forest they went and Phouka smelled the green and the rich earth and felt as is he'd come home.

"Where is the food?" he asked, spying some brambles, though the blackberries looked as if they'd mostly been picked off.

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