Thread:Heartylover15/@comment-33999335-20180610004422/@comment-32492996-20180908040808

"Who am I?" Audacious cried, almost hearing the seconds ticked by.

She took a breath, contemplating the situation. A stranger was at her house. Coal had almost been murdered. She was a princess. Her mother had almost been murdered. She had almost been murdered.

Yet somehow she only cared whether Coal had been hurt or not.

But she still wouldn't- couldn't- turn around.

"I should be asking that to you." She answered calmly, glancing back over her shoulder. She almost wished she would see Coal, just to know that he was okay.

"I-" The foxes fear turned into bewilderment- but only for a second. "I'm Jackson, and I'm running."