@ScarletAndHerSides
“Mhmm!”
“Mhmm!”
There was a noise from afar, and one of Lucas's ears swiveled in its direction. "What was that?" He lowered the hand holding the flower.
Aaliyah’s ears twitched trying to pick up more sound, Aaliyah’s face filled with panic.
"Can you see what it is?" Lucas's heart started racing, and he turned his ears back.
(oH SHOOT WHO IS IT. QAQ)
(uUhHHHMmmmM perfect?)
(OKAY. QAQ)
“I think it’s a perfect.” Aaliyah whispered.
Lucas froze, unsure what to do. He glanced up at Aaliyah, his heart pounding in his throat.
Aaliyah slowly stood up against the side the tree, “Do you think we should hide in the tree?”
"Um, p-probably, but I'm not sure I know how to climb. That's more of a cat thing…" He pressed himself against the side of the tree, tucking his tail between his legs.
“I can help you up, it’s really spacious up there.” Aaliyah said, shuffling over to Lucas.
Lucas whimpered but grabbed onto Aaliyah's arm as the stranger drew closer, nodding slightly to show he had heard.
After Aaliyah got herself and Lucas safely on top of the tree, she warily eyed the bellow.
(Scared smol children. ;-;)
Lucas clung to a branch, feeling unstable and very out of his element. He watched the stranger pass by before hearing a cracking noise. The branch he was on snapped beneath his weight, sending him plummeting towards the ground. He cried out in fear, the wind knocked out of him on impact. Luckily, the stranger was already far off and hadn't heard.
“Oh my gosh Lukey.” Aaliyah grumbled, she leapt out of the tree and checked his pulse, “He lives.” She said before dragging him to the side.
"I don't like treeeeees…" He whined after he got his breath back. He was fairly sure that nothing was broken, but he'd be sore the next morning. Simply remaining on the ground seemed the best option for the moment, so he did so, closing his eyes and going limp.
Aaliyah sighed, hugging her doll tightly.
"Are they gone…?" Lucas looked up from the ground. (I should probably go to bed now, it's past midnight lol)
(Omg go to sleep, child. xD)
“Yeah.” Aaliyah nodded, “Feeling okay?”
(One more response)
Lucas nodded weakly. "Tired, sore, and probably badly bruised, but overall okay."
(Goodnight child.)
“That’s good. Breaking a bone wouldn’t be good.” Aaliyah said, sitting by Lucas.
Sitting alone at the edge of a park, Thatcher could not but feel he was being watched. He sat here every day, doing 'who know what', and no one really noticed him, but something was off this afternoon.
(Hello? Where are the smol children?)
(One smol child is here the other is…)
(Gone????)
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