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Although the hot summer sun is perched high within the sky the bright sunlight does not reach the floor of the fog engulfed forest. Darkness mixed with the fog makes it almost impossible to see anything within a five foot radius. Luckily for Fiamette she had lived within this forest for many seasons, which made navigating the terrain effortless. She glides across the moist earth like a eerie ghoul in the night, her ruby eyes scanning her surroundings for any signs of her missing companion, Marco. His pungent musk lingers here, which gives her hope. Another scent is mixed in with Marco's, but doesn't seem to be coming from the same direction. She assumes it is another loner in the area, and chooses to ignore it, because before now every clue has led her to a dead end. She has been searching for two seasons. Two whole seasons of endless journeys and disappointment- but since his scent seemed somewhat fresh here, she's hoping her search has finally come to an end. It was about time she finally got an answer. Assuming he might have went back to her old den she makes her way toward it despite the sour taste it left in her mouth. She didn't have an official home anymore, so that would be a good place to start since they both had lived there before with Artemis.
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