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Diana stopped, staring after Lark. She shook her head and turned back. She didn't trust well or often, and she was worried for Dawn and her bag. She returned to the lunch hall.Lark, when she ran with her gang, had learned how to be stealth and fast. She ran lightly over the tall grass, Outlaw by her side. She was barely winded, as she had done a lot of running, some for her life, in all of her sixteen years. There were thick woods ahead, and that was her aim.