@intertwining-hearts
"Hmm, this is a bit of a pickle..." Jiaoqiu mused, a small, carefree smile on his lips despite the statement. With slow, measured steps, the foxian walked through the forest, golden eyes carefully scanning the surrounding area - and then he paused, gaze landing on a tree...and the small scorchmark in the center of its trunk.
"So I've been walking in circles. Again."
The healer sighed and leaned back against a large rock, eyeing the tree he'd marked earlier in the day. How many times had it been now? He was starting to get quite tired of the sight of it.
Rustle.
Pink ears twitched at the sound, alert, and his head snapped in its direction, both hopeful and wary.
"Who's there?"












