The Most Dangerous Coffee Shop- A Role Play

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Annie, tripped and stumbled through the leaves and roots in the dark. She wished her night vision wasn't so bad. Who knew what scary things were lurking in the dark. Bugs were the least of her concerns there were coyote, bears, raccoons, and foxes that all came out at night. A few people had phones that were thankfully giving off some light but the flickering jolting light was almost worse than nothing at all.
 
"No, Cam. We're trying to stop you from getting eaten first." Blair muttered, shaking her head. She let her senses run wild for a moment, listening, scenting, deciding their best route. From the north, to the right of them, a frigid breeze carried the scent of moorland and mountains, heather and drying grasses and autumn leaves, the breeze carrying away the scents of the dying forest to the south. Which meant that east was behind them, and west was straight on towards the setting sun. Follow the dying star.
"Are we ready to go?"

Fox followed suite with Clary, turning the flashlight on his phone on. Already the sky was darkening quickly, the sun setting faster and faster. He glanced at Clary, shuddering. She was nervous, which made him even more so. Great. This is how I die.

Clary looked around at the forest, mistaking every shadow for some sort of dangerous creature. She looked calm and unbothered, but on the inside she was trying not to freak out. She glanced at Fox, noticing the boys worried expression. “Hey, you okay?” She asked softly.
 
Haddie tried to tell her "Chill out, I'm tryna help!" in barks. That didn't seem to help the girls fear at all. She whined.
Annie zipped up into the darkness, away from the imagined wolf that barked and howled after it's lost meal. What about everyone else though? She looked back down at the bright white specks of light.

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Kipp looked around at the group, how was he the only other person here with wings.
 
Haddie's worry bubbled up inside her. Her herding instinct was predominant, and one of the group was separated. She glanced at the right side of the group. They seemed fairly together. She ran to the left side, weaving between legs, letting out a yelp as she put weight on her left forepaw, trying not to knock anyone over. She jumped in front of Take, barking and whining, trying to make him notice the missing member of the group. (@LittleBrownie)
ETA:(Ah shoot. Haddie has a sprain, doesn't she? Stupid forgettory.)
 
Haddie's worry bubbled up inside her. Her herding instinct was predominant, and one of the group was separated. She glanced at the right side of the group. They seemed fairly together. She ran to the left side, weaving between legs, trying not to knock anyone over. She jumped in front of Take, barking and whining, trying to make him notice the missing member of the group. (@LittleBrownie)

Take had been focused on making sure nothing was going to pop out and attack the group. He heard Haddie’s previous barking, thinking that was her way of keeping her side intact. Then, he glanced down at the barking and worried Haddie that appeared before him.
The thought of someone taking off immediately came into his head.

His gaze widened “Where’d they go?” he asked, looking around frantically.
 
Take had been focused on making sure nothing was going to pop out and attack the group. He heard Haddie’s previous barking, thinking that was her way of keeping her side intact. Then, he glanced down at the barking and worried Haddie that appeared before him.
The thought of someone taking off immediately came into his head.

His gaze widened “Where’d they go?” he asked, looking around frantically.
Haddie looked at Annie and pointed, watching Take out of the corner of her eye, hoping he'd understand.
 
Haddie looked at Annie and pointed, watching Take out of the corner of her eye, hoping he'd understand.
Take followed the direction of Haddie’s gaze. He could see the flying girl as clear as day.
What is she doing up there? Isn’t that.. the girl I called Tinkerbell?
He looked around for Kipp, maybe he could help them.
“Hey Kipp!” He called, trying to get his attention, and waving his hand over.
 

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