04-19-2021, 03:56 AM
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"Is she not lookin' for herbs or something?" Arrow looked up from a bone of some now unidentifiable creature beneath her paws, having been chewing on the little bit of meat left when Vigenere approached with his question. She didn't really have any recollection of Moth being much of a traveler, and if the Reaper wasn't within the confines of camp then she was usually on the territory somewhere, collecting the little plants that would be undoubtedly used later, given how often the Tanglers got injured or sick, apparently. The cheetah pushed herself to her paws, a frown forming on her face. "Coulda sworn she left, 'cause she ain't here." Moth was far too important to have something happen to. Sure, yeah, she was their main medic and lacking her experience in a dire situation could turn real ugly real fast, but that wasn't on the forefront of Arrow's mind. It was important, sure, but Moth was like, one of if not the longest standing friend she had. She would have been miserable should something happen to the poor woman. "We should probably look for her, right? Just to be sure."
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