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"Which way now?" I panted, my hand gripping the bark of a tree-trunk. Natsu was by my side, grinding his teeth. He looked up to the sky, where the moon was hanging.
"I think it's the next turn," he motioned to Lucy to hurry up, who was glancing around the forest with a predatory look in her eyes. Gray, Gajeel, and Levy were in the other group. Mirajane and Gramps had scouted the area and come to conclude that the Werewolves were giving us the benefit of the doubt.
Well, that's comforting.
"I hope Master loured away any potential murderers," Erza muttered under her breath, "I'd rather not go around stinking like blood so early on."
"Says the Vampire Queen herself," Natsu scoffed before licking his lips. I caught a glimpse of his fangs, glittering in the moonlight.
"If you kill someone that isn't trying to kill you, does that make you the murderer?"
"If I kill you, EVERYONE here would be pleased," Lucy smirked, saying the sentence very drily. I shot a glare at her.
We had split up into three groups: Makarov and Mira went ahead to distract the creatures lurking in these Woods; Gray's group attacking the entrance first.
"Jellal?" Erza piped up, raising a scarlet-hued eyebrow. Her hair looked a shade darker in the shadows, clothes accentuating her curves.
I gulped, tearing my gaze away from her, and focused on the undergrowth ahead of us. She came up behind me, brushing her ice-cold hand against mine. I laced our fingers together, giving her palm a gentle squeeze, which she then returned.
Lucy squeaked, imitating a gagging gesture while rolling her eyes at us.
"D'you think-" Natsu spoke up this time, holding up a drooping branch and letting it go before Erza passed. She recoiled from the leaves before growling at Natsu. The poor pink-head dashed back and bowed and lifted it with shaking arms.
Ah. Erza.
"D'you think..." He repeated, his gaze lazily darting over Lucy's eyes, "D'you think..."
"Oh my, Mavis, just spit it out!" Lucy hissed, smacking his shoulder. He gave her a massive grin before dragging her closer to him and looping an arm around her shoulder.
Chuckling, I gave Erza a wink before darting up to the duo and smashing their heads together. With the sudden impact, they collided painfully, tripping over the undergrowth and falling in a tangle of limbs.
"JELLAL FRIGGIN FERNANDES," the furious blonde-headed woman screeched, "What on-" Her face was seething, an angry-blush perched on the bridge of her nose, "Gah, imbecile-"
