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[html]  It would be neat if someone came upon them  Ember's on a mission o.o And haha...I have threads with everyone but Davinci now, Shannon!
Ember looked up, then back down at her feet as she walked. This was a trip made of pure boredom, from the hope that she might get into some sort of trouble. Maybe she could get someone here to attack her, to chase her, to shout at her and threaten her...and it'd wake her up again. Ember hadn't been feeling the best for the past couple of weeks. She had thought that it would pass, the depression and broken feelings, but it hadn't. Truth be told, she knew better than to come here at all. She knew what sort of damage the coyotes could do, and about what it could mean for her pack if they took whatever she did personally. But she didn't feel a strong bond to Esper Hollow...and besides. She hadn't been hanging around there enough to really smell like any in the group. So they wouldn't really know where she was from unless she told them. The dark, shifted female crept along the borderline, her head kept low. Her heart wasn't beating quickly, like she had hoped that it might...and her senses weren't any sharper than usual. Whatever she had hoped to get out of this snooping, this trip, it didn't seem like it was going to happen. She wanted something or someone who would force her to see reality--who might make her feel something again, anything. Even something simple. Like pain.
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