[littl3chocobo]

the feeling of dread did not leave and sweat beaded down his back as he went back to a brisk jog. he knew he could take anyone in hand-to-hand but if the one watching him had a weapon he was screwed. running through the trees he came back to the place he had found the gang and halting quickly redirected himself to veer around the voice he could hear coming from the place, unfortunately his stalker was clever enough not to fall into the unintentional trap and followed close enough that he could hear a light bounce of something padded bouncing. he ran harder