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Apollo and Keara had walked quite a bit, not speaking much the entire way. Finally, however, Apollo broke the silence that had only been interrupted by their footsteps. "So," he began; "Where are you from? I'm sure you weren't born a bandit."
Keara laughed skeptically. "What do you care?"
"Well, I want to know a little bit about the woman who's protecting me," he replied.
"Alright. I was raised in Terrevaia, in the north." Of course Keara wasn't going to tell someone who was practically a stranger that she wasn't born in Genesis; it was much easier to just tell him where she had been raised.
"Really? Then I suppose you're not used to the climate south of the mountains, huh?"
Keara shrugged. "I got used to it. I haven't been home in a while, though."
There was another silence.
"What about you?" the girl asked. "Where do you come from?"
"Kelden. It's near Mercunias."
Keara nodded. "I've been there before." She had liked the town, but wasn't about to tell Apollo that.
"I loved it," the man replied. "But I couldn't stay there."
"Why not?" It didn't make sense to her; if he loved the place, why'd he leave?
It was Apollo's turn to shrug. "I'm not really sure."
"... You're wierd."

"You may have had lots of pretty ocean thingys like this,"Shawn said and hugged Adrian knowing he'd be yelled at."but you like Wonderland better right?"he asked and was being serious in one of his few times. He was slightly worried that after seeing an ocean, big lake thingy, that Adrain might be homesick and leave him.

"I wanna hear you."Shawn demanded as he contuied to hug the other man.

"that's all I needed to hear."Shawn said happily.

A few miles from Esterspring, keara stopped.
"What is it?" Apollo asked.
"I hear something... Shh..." The two were silent, and soon enough they heard some crunching coming from the trees alongside the path. Keara slowly reached for her dagger, but as soon as her hand touched it, three bandits ambushed them. One pulled both of Apollo's arms behind his back, and another did the same to Keara. The third, apparently the ringleader, watched them for a moment. Though they all had the lower halves of their faces covered with masks, it was clear that the leader was smirking.
"My, my, what do we have here?" His voice was rough; Keara didn't like it. She had a disgruntled look on here face, whereas Apollo appeared as calm as ever.
"Ngh!" Keara tried to pull away, only to be pulled back tighter by her captor.
"Fiesty, huh?" The Leader walked towards her. "Well, I'm sure we can do something about that~"
Her expression defiant, Keara spat at the man.

((So they're landed now?

And I want to put Holt in the RP badly, but he's obviously.... away from them.
Heck, now the poor kitty-thing doesn't even have an introduction post! >.<
*needs to work on that* ))

The young beast had awoken at the crack of dawn, and had been out running the whole day so far. On all fours Holt preferred to travel, although he could walk on two. Past Uzx, the town closest to where his Clan's spring and summer camp was set up, and far beyond Yills. His breaths were sharp, as the young cat-featured boy came to a halt at the cliff east of Yills. He plopped himself down on the rocks, and breathed the nice water smell in though his pink nose. It smelt like fish, and all those other creatures that swam in the water far below. Holt curled his tail around his hips, and let his hind-legs drop over the edge of the cliff. Soon, he knew he'd have to make the trip back home to Camp, even though he almost just got here. As long as he was home before dawn, everything would work out. Besides, it was birthing season in camp, and the new mothers and fathers and just other older ones didn't want him to run around and cause a mess.
Using his large, forepaws for support, Holt leaned back. His narrow blue eyes shut as he inhaled again.
But that smell that filled his nose this time. It wasn't water, or any fish or human scent. Yes, there was the smell of humans... but their scent was strong, telling Holt that there was more than just one stray one. His eyes snapped open, just in time to look out over the horizon to see a large, flying lizard-thing land to the ground on the island. What were they called? Dragons, or something? It was quite some distance away, but still... Holt scrambled up again, unsure whether to run back to camp to tell the Council. But would they really believe his tale of what he saw?