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Already feeling more energetic and awake, she quickly nodded her head. "Yeah, sure! Are we gonna go foraging? I can draw the plant and tell you about them!" With as much hyperness as she had right now, Eclipse was close to acting like a kid with severe ADHD. She didn't mind though, as it made her more alert. "We just need to change and then we can go."
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"Mhm. Theres a few things I'm looking for today, since I'm running rather low. I'll make a list rel fast when I'm getting dressed." Harlow finishes up and throws her dishes in the sink, going to change into real clothes. She finds some jeans and a light green shirt with a grey hoodie with a paw print on it. Writing a list, she walks out and waits for the other, reading it back to herself: Yarrow, blackberries, chickweed, peppermint, sage.. that's about it, I think..
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Putting her dishes in the sink, she went to the spare bedroom and brought out some clothes. She picked a simple black t-shirt, a pair of loose ripped jeans with fishnet leggings underneath, a pair of black hiking boots, and an oversized black wolf hoodie. Walking back to Harlow, she leaned over her shoulder and peeked at the list. "Is that all we're looking for?" [Mod edit: Removed for no credits and depicting real-life people.] For the ripped jeans Edited at November 9, 2022 05:22 PM by Eternity
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"Yeah, unless I can think of anything else while we're out. It's the end of the season for a lot of things, but we can still look for them." Harlow shrugs, closing the notebook, shoving it in her pocket. "Anything that you need before we leave?" She asks, before slowly making her way to the dor to wait. . After everything was settled, she walked outside and closed the door, locking it behind them. "If you see anyone at any point, get behind me." Harlow adds quickly, fixing her hoodie.
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She nodded. "Will do." Then, following the other, she was on full alert. For both what they were out for, and other things. . . . "Look, there's some blackberry bushes! And some sage bushes!" She exclaimed, going over. "How much do we need?"
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"Hmm, as many blackberries as you can get, and a few stems of sage. There should be some yarrow down here a-ways." Harlow explains, hearing voices before whipping around. She looks around and tries to find the source of the voices.
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Eclipse had already started picking a few stems of sage before she heard the voices. Standing up, she too looked around for the source of the voices. She motioned to the front right of her, anxious and nervous. What if they had seen her the night before? What if they found out about her?
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Harlow storms forward, pulling a gun just in case. "Get the fuck off my property!" She hollers, having a quite loud voice when shes angry. . The two froze and looked at her, with a rather smug look of satisfaction on their faces. Next to them, lay a dead grey fox. . "I will shoot if you dont leave right now." Harlow takes a step forward. "I'll count to ten." . They began to plead and find any way not to leave, and Harlow wasnt having it today.
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Watching the whole scenario unfold, Eclipse stepped forward. "She said to leave, assholes." She then got an idea. An evilish but good idea. She began to tweet to the birds, and asked them to defend their homes and chase the two poachers off the property. Moments later, Eclipse got a reply, with the birds tweeting to her that they would. Then, dozens, maybe at least a hundred, of birds dove at the two poachers, and pecked them. The poachers ran off, leaving the dead fox behind. Eclipse went over to it and kneeled down, before speaking. "Poor thing, it doesn't deserve to be killed by those assholes. Bene quiescas, mi amice..."
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Harlow sighs. "They're lucky they lived." She snaps, sighing. Now she was on edge, and felt off. It wasnt something that normally happened, and it was just some eerie feeling that she couldn't quite shake. "I have a feeling we're still not alone.." Harlow murmurs, looking around rather paranoid.
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