Talk:Woods/@comment-4786950-20120126004453

Amora sighed and looked around for the others. Their scent and traces were gone, and Amora was left alone once again. She scowled at herself for even thinking of letting her gaurd down from the others. They probably ditched her for the same reason every flock she escaped with did. She shook her head and smelled the air, flareing her nostrils. She turned to the direction of a faint smell of mixed animal smells. "Mutants..." she murmered as she headed in that direction...