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searching my heart - Brisk - Dec 23, 2011
The task. Rebecca. Was the only things on the brown brute's mind. He had no idea where he was, because Relic-Lore. His nose has been following Rebecca's trail. The trail was very old and sometimes it faded away, but eventually he would find it again. Oh, was she a wanderer too. Her trail would sometimes take wild turns and go in totally ridiculous directions, but he kept following it.
Brisk's mind would wander to the task that his father sent him on. Kill the girl and come back. What if he couldn't kill her? What would his father do to him if he didn't kill her. Maybe he could lie and just say he did, but then again what if his father sent a scout following him? All these questions swirled in his head. He tried figuring out what he was going to do, but he just couldn't.
The male kept trotting down the path until the path abruptly stopped. In front of Brisk was a dense thicket. Shaking his head, the male walked forwards. Brisk never really liked thick places, he felt trapped and didn't like being able to see and protect himself. The birds drowned out any sound of other creatures in the thicket with him. Rebecca's trail kept leading him thicker and thicker into the mess. Finally he spotted a small den. Finally. The brute sniffed inside, but the trail was old and the den looked empty. A growl rumbled in his chest and the male looked around for any sigh of the black female.