[/html]Magnolia had been captured. The idea rung through her exhausted mind with hate swirling and puncturing her thoughts. She lay in the cabin against the dirty floor, eyes downcast. She had failed Salsola, failed herself. The Confidant shivered in the darkness, wondering where her captor was. Since she had been taken away she had been in the care of a coyote who didn’t seem like cruelty was in her nature. Magnolia was grateful for that, but still, this was not the place she wanted to be in. She missed her home so much her chest ached. Denver’s abandonment still hurt her dearly. Why didn’t he come after me? she thought despondently.
It must have been the middle of the night. No light shone through the window of her prison and Sage hadn’t been back in a while. The Confidant narrowed her eyes, a plan brewing in her mind. Perhaps escape was the best option. Now would be the best time because the darkness would aid her in her fleeing. After what felt like hours the hybrid got up off the floor and slinked to the doorway. Nervously she pushed the door open, grimacing as it creaked. With a quick look around for Sage, the mohawked girl ran into the night.
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