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It's nice to feel healthy and full of life again, isn't it boy? You had been wandering around Helovia just like old times more and more and finding little treasures along the way. Three years changes things, including the land and it's shape. You had noticed that the creeks had changed their course or had grown wider in certain nooks, eating away at the clay banks to widen their paths and move more water through the land. Helovia always seemed to need more water, so maybe these would be good changes. Ouija had found plenty of critters to munch on as well, but she can find those anywhere. We'll never forget the first time she pounced on a small cave rat shortly after hatching from her beautiful iridescent egg. How something so small and helpless looking could take a tiny life so naturally has always appalled you.. but, that's what she must do to survive. Often times watching her hunt makes you thank the Gods that you don't crave blood and meat for sustenance.
It had been years since you had visited the Threshold, and Ouija was feeling particularly adventurous this evening. Her fuzzy coat is still shedding out, slowly browning as it does so to blend in with her surroundings. Mice scattered across the dry forest floor as she pounced on rotting branches and whatever else they tried to hide in on the ground. A fat little rodent squeezed out from between a pile of big loosely stacked rocks, it's tail sticking straight out as it tried to waddle away from the big white monster that stalked it. Black toes on white mitts dropped down on the helpless creature, a loud crack echoing through the forest simultaneously. Ouija froze, large ears pressing forward and posture straightening as she stared toward the noise.
You hurried through the trees to find your companion, worried ears rotating around as you moved. "What was that? Are you okay?" but as we could all see, she was fine and distracted. Quietly, the fox nodded, picking her paws up and letting the rat scurry away. 'It came from there.' she pointed with a wet black nose deeper into the forest. "Well, maybe we should just leave it. I'm sure it was noth-" before you could finish the arctic fox bounded toward the source of the sound.
She was the first to arrive to the scene, hiding behind a tree and staring at the woman with the golden jewelry from the darkness. Knowing that you would be there shortly after, she stayed silent to avoid being scolded once you found her. The threes began to thin out from where Ouija had been hunting to where to had sprinted off to, but you still walked with an urgency. The dark concealed the kit from her hiding spot, but you knew that she was present as soon as you spotted the frail looking woman standing beside a large downed tree. Why did she always get you into these situations?
"A-are you okay ma'am?" you croaked, a cold lump forming in your throat as you looked her over for any physical ailments. "Are you hurt?" A deep raspy voice came from the lanky, nervous man almost like a joke. So unfitting for your build.. poor thing.
"Voodoo." 'Ouija.' 'Voices'
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