hope rides alone - disappearance

[WYVERNKIT]

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WYVERNPAW PENDRAGON-DAISUKE

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Wyvernpaw hadn't been spotted in two days.

The scent of her was stale, the promise of the boardwalk repair left empty- and it felt like her ghost white and dark black pelt was nowhere to be seen. Well, it didn't just feel that way- it was that way. Wyvernpaw didn't respond to any calls, any shouts for her. She didn't leave her room what felt like hours and hours on end, but maybe they would shrug their shoulders and move on. That was, of course, until someone stepped into her room.

Laying upon her bed was a note written to no one in particular. The note wrote nothing special, but a small note that promised a good future. Don't worry, I'll be back by sundown. Just going on a little trip.

"speech"

[DRAYDEN CIPHER.]

[glow=white,1,400]CLINGIN' TO INSANITY ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Believe it or not, it was rather obvious that Wyvernpaw had disappeared. At least, that is, once he actually paid attention and realized that he hadn't seen the black-and-white she-cat around. Especially after the whole boardwalk incident, Drayden was kind of surprised that she wasn't around - had she dipped because she was afraid of taking responsibility?

"Has anyone seen Wyvernpaw?" Drayden called out to no one in particular, a confused and concerned frown on his face as he limped through camp in search of the girl.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]

[WINTERHYMNS P.]

[DRAYDEN CIPHER.]

[glow=white,1,400]CLINGIN' TO INSANITY ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

A note? So she left a note. Drayden gave a short nod to show he heard Winterhymn's words. "I can lead a patrol, if you'd like." He offered. "Unless you're already planning one, then I'll tag along."[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]

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"What if she's injured?" Sunset interjected, having caught the last half of the conversation, but that was the important part, right? Being gone longer than planned usually wasn't a great sign, or so that was the case from what she saw more often than not, and something as unplanned as a wound or sabotage could really mess with a given timeframe. She ran down every thought she had about the situation, landing on one that seemed the most useful, frowning in concern. "I'll go with whoever runs the patrol, but someone's gotta rock a first aid kit, just in case! Finding her might not be good enough to help her!" Her fluffy tail puffed up even more, smacking one of her small white paws against the ground as if she was driving her point home or something. Or it was just a reaction caused by her direct insistence and frustration at the situation.

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