The Preserve, Late Thursday Evening

[wrongkindofsith]

Cara had been feeling the urge to head down to the woods most of the week, which in and of itself wasn't highly unusual as they still felt like the most familiar place on the island. What was unusual was the unsettling and often confusing dreams (no seriously, she had no idea what a half-fixed, half-variable home-loan even was, let alone why she'd want one) that had accompanied this feeling.

But since hunting things usually made her feel better, she eventually gave into the urge, and was stalking through the preserve, bow in hand.

[For two.]

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After making his way through the gate, Leo had felt drawn deeper into the forest. Despite its unfamiliar trees and strange fauna (blue deer?), somehow he knew this was where Cara would be found.

Spotting a flash of red leather among the green, Leo waved an an arm in the air, hoping to discourage her from mistaking him for prey. "Cara! I knew I would find you here."