
Susan tugged at her ears as she followed at the back of the line.
Just cross your fingers. She'll be there. She'll be here.

"I'm Susan." She held out her hand to the girl, doing her best to come off as peaceful as possible, though her mind was racing with questions.

Susan took a step forward. "Please, tell me if there's a sheep there."

Susan inched away from Drea, sensing the heat coming off her body.
She looked into the girl's eyes. "I have to find her."

Name: Sara
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Mutation: Bighorn Sheep
Abilities: Has excellent balance.
Appearance: Red eyes, short white hair in dandelion cut, 5'2", right ear is pierced, small horns on top of head.

Personality: Easily angered, doesn't trust anyone.
Other: Has a beautiful voice. Sister to Susan, who is the only one she trusts with anything.

Susan waited a moment before asking, "Where are they?"
A girl? Susan tugged on her ears and took a step back.
Are there others?

Susan jumped as Susano raised his voice.
The eyes? Still here?

Susan grabbed her ears and tugged at them as the first few drops of rain fell on her head. She glanced at Drea, wondering how she'd take it.

((No worries! I knew there were a ton of mods before I left. I was just wondering why I couldn't add a title to my name and found out.))

((Aww, just realized I'm not a moderator for this group anymore. :'C ))
They're hiding. What from? Susan blinked and finished looking around the clearing. She shook her head no and walked back under the trees.

Susan squinted and looked up in one of the trees.
Eyes?

Susan slowly looked around, her ears twitching as she soaked in every sound nearby.
Not...here? What was I searching for then?

Susan slowly crept into the clearing. "They're...not here?"

Susan stayed in the back of the group, watching the others' backs as she listened to their surroundings, her ears swiveling in every direction.

"Um, nice...to meet you all." She bowed her head again.

"Ah? Susan." She backed a step as he got closer.

Susan bowed her head in acknowledgement and tugged at her ears unconsciously.

Susan nodded forcefully and climbed down the tree quickly, escaping from Drea's gaze. Something about it unnerved her.
She dropped to her feet and began to retie her shoes, distracting herself from these strange, yet similar, traveling companions.