Blair scowled at how unconcerned he was, and stepped away from the tree. "I want to find Emma." She shook her head, burying her face in her hands in frustration. A sickening feeling washed over her then, causing her to feel physically sick. The group had barely survived the wolf attack unscathed, and only did because there were enough people with magical capabilites.Take shrugged, digging his shoe into a small spile of leaves and sticks “That’s them, not me” he said shortly, taking his foot out and shaking the leaves off his shoe. “What do you want to do about it though? You want to go back to the group?” he questioned seriously, staring right at her for a response.
Emma's just a little girl...she wouldn't be able to survive that.
She dropped her hands from her face, and came to the middle of the path, staring down the endless, winding tunnel through the trees. A flicker of blue light caught her eye, then another. They had no exact shape or form, continuously flickering and changing. Will-o'-the-wisps!
She'd heard of them from stories, but never thought that were actually real. However, she took it as a sign, and darted past Take after the flickering lights that could never be caught.