The game

The Game 8

"Hey Fawn, how far are we? I still can't see anyone." Liam said wanting to get back to his friends.

"If they were easy to find, they wouldn't still be here." Fawn said before making a low quiet whistle. Liam saw some movement from the trees and a cloud of dust accompanied with a thud as a chameleon of sorts appeared.

"Who's this Fawn?" He said looking at Liam

"One of the new guys, now where are the others Jazza?" Fawn questioned looking around, as if waiting for more grand entrances from the woods.

Jazz seemed to flinch as that was asked.

"Devón was captured. I had someone follow him but they lost them when some humans took him near the clearing. As for the others, they haven't come back yet." Jazza said with a saddened tone.

"We can't sit around well our number's shrink. We should scout it out later today and strike tonight." Fawn really sounded serious about this.

"Jazza, if you see my friends out there, please bring them back." Liam requested

"Sure thing Liam, what do they look like?"

As Liam told Jazza, they started for the clearing. Liam turned back towards the woods when he was done talking, thinking he had heard something.

hey guys note from me quickly I'm so sorry for not posting any think for well I don't even know how long but I am sorry for not posting a lot has happened and I haven't been able to find motivation for months I still haven't made anything new this is some of the stuff I was going to post if I even had writers block and well I think I have a bad case of it. I am planning on returning as soon as I'm back to how I was with writing and hopefully I'll be able to finish the big story I've been working on so I can post something fresh and new. Until then I hope you all have a great day, night, or what ever it may be, bye everyone, stay reading.