Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27669385-20160420020115/@comment-33008190-20160422001851

Ivory pushed through a shiny group of green vines, arriving past a bush into a small clearing.

"How far are we...? Are we almost there?" She was getting tired, and they had been travelling for the entire night. They had only stopped once to hunt, drink and rest, now they were up again.

"Hold on, we're almost there. Soon we'll be at their territory, but for now we just have to keep following this trampled path. I promise we can rest eventually." Twigpaw glanced over at her warmly.

Ivory had grown to like him, even though they had known each other for only two days, she already considered him a friend. He was smart, helpful, kind, everything good in a friend.

"Okay. So...why DO you have to go to Marshclan?"

Twigpaw sighed, and Ivory feared she struck the wiring chord.

"It's just--I-- look, I'll explain in time. Once we get there this will make sense...but for now you just have to trust me. Can you?"

''No....NO! He may lead you into danger...leave now.'' Ivory's conscious was screaming. She had always raised herself to trust her instinct and fend for herself...but he seemed innocent. And she hasn't known him long enough, but Ivory wanted to believe he was honest. She pushed away all her anxiety and distrust for now, nodding her head. "I trust you."

He grinned and padded out of the clearing, Ivory following.