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The curse— RP

Ashling turned and stopped. Hold on a second. Can't I just sing? She thought to herself. She began to sing gently, her voice floating through the air for miles. Though it was beautiful, only a few hunters stopped. Have they been trained to withstand it? she wondered. (gtg)
The hunters began to close in. "Can someone help me?" Ashling called
 
Hixel (somehow) heard her and held her hand up, following one of the hunters for a couple of moments before shooting the venom (or acidy stuff?) at him.
Ashling stared with shock at venom that had just covered once of the hunters. At that moment, several hunters grabbed her roughly. "Hey! I was just going shopping!" Ashling exclaimed
 
Ashling glanced up at the forest and could see the hunters. She felt sick. Turning, Ashling dashed into the alleyway.
Ashling turned and stopped. Hold on a second. Can't I just sing? She thought to herself. She began to sing gently, her voice floating through the air for miles. Though it was beautiful, only a few hunters stopped. Have they been trained to withstand it? she wondered. (gtg)
Tulcaw followed Ashling, but when she began singing, the crow veered off course and almost flew into the side of a house. It took her several moment to find Ashling again. She cawed a bird swear.
 

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