CRIMSON
I rolled my eyes and pushed myself to my feet. "Hate you? Trust me, if you're lucky, I will start hating you," I muttered. Joy, I had sliced my hand on a shard of glass. I held my other hand to it, trying to stop the blood. "Of course I don't hate you yet though. Unfortunately for you." I changed the subject quickly to avoid questions. "Has anybody seen a black jaguar about yey high?" I motioned with my hands about how high she was.
I got a few raised eyebrows, but nothing more. "No? Oh, well that's wonderful. You guys are really helpful." I stumbled out of the cabin after Thorn. "Have you seen Stealth?"
