The curse— RP

Ashling bit her lip. "I know that this is your tree, it just makes me nervous, especially with Alana down here. We don't need any more problems to arise." She sighed and shook her head. "But I'm sure you know best, Amity."
“Look, he is nice. He trusts me and to be honest I trust him, Alana will be fine. I will stay down here if it makes you feel safer, he can’t leave anyway he is too injured” Amity explained before she applied more of the salve to the burned skin. The girls skin was healing and fast too.
 
“Look, he is nice. He trusts me and to be honest I trust him, Alana will be fine. I will stay down here if it makes you feel safer, he can’t leave anyway he is too injured” Amity explained before she applied more of the salve to the burned skin. The girls skin was healing and fast too.
Ashling shrugged. "If you trust him, I suppose it's alright."
 
Saoirse appeared next to the girl. "I don't know..." She looked around and her heart dropped. It was her mother, and from the way she was carrying that spiked club, it couldn't be good
Clover followed Saoirse's gaze and said, "Let's get out of here,"
 
Saoirse shook her head. "I can't. I'll get in even more trouble if I run away. You go."
Clover nodded and started to run. She ran into the forest, the pain of her bruises slowing her down. She stumbled and fell into the river. "Hey, are you ok?" a voice said from behind her. (Ash)
 

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