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    ✧since sun up, he hadn't been seen. he had left camp with an npc, and managed to get turned around from the counterpart, and when the npc went to try and find the young cowboy, he was gone, nothing but the faint scent of bloodclan and bo left, along with tufts of fur and blood. the npc quickly stepped backwards looking around, trying to find him, and he had been looking nearly all day with no sign of the young one. "bo! bo where did you go!? it's not funny! vargo is gonna have my tail.."

    ❀ it was probably no surprise that finchpaw was already out on the territory. she enjoyed early walks through the territory with only her and her thoughts. though she much preferred swimming, this was okay too for now. it was quiet, maybe a little too quiet for most, when she heard the desperate cries of a clanmate. truthfully, she had gotten a little used to the name leaving their lips being her own or her mentor's, but instead, it was a name that made her heart drop.

    "bo?" she echoed aloud before rushing to the source of the noise, an npc who seemed frustrated and nervous. "where is he?" she demanded - the most powerful element to her voice simply anxiety; it only grew stronger when her friend's scent, the scent of blood, and the scent of bloodclan hit her. her eyes darkened with worry, and she was hurrying off to camp to tell someone, anyone.

    "vargo?" she called urgently, gaze flickering around camp, heavy with worry for her friend. was he kidnapped? attacked? "vargo, something's happened to bo."

    WILDPEACE.

    —DONT KNOW IF I CAN PLAY THIS PART MUCH LONGER