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1st Teddy Bear [Text...?]

[A New Feather is currently hiding out in an old hollowed out log in the forest, cold and very upset. After all, it's not everyday that someone ends up in some strange new place! And with the angel wings on her back, she can't help but wonder what the heck just happened. After a very tiring hike through a very big forest (to a five-year-old, at least), she'd decided to stop and, uh, wait for help. Because people would definitely come for her! And she shouldn't be afraid while she waited, because she was a big girl.

Besides, mama says when you're upset or worried, just do what you really enjoy doing... A-and she did have a cool new book...

If you happen to look in yours, you may notice some very wonderful artwork spamming your pages, looking a little something like this:]

[Welcome to Elicia-ville. Population: lots of funny-looking flowers and animals.]

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[This is Longshot. He makes a habit out of living in the forest.

He is now also sitting on your log. 8|b]

[omg]

[She's just gonna... sit really, really still.]

[I'm sure you're bound to hear voices from the guide filtering from under your butt. :|a]

[Funny that. Elicia will probably hear some shifting sounds from above her as he goes for his journal, wondering if it opened by accident. But nope. Still closed.

...Hmm.

Oh yeah. Not on the log anymore. Suspicious archer is suspicious.]

[Nnnnngh, not good. She closes her guide and curls up quietly. Crying is for babies, I'm five whole years old.]

[That probably would have been a good move if he hadn't already determined whoever it is must be close, if he was able to hear the journal at all. Well. That and that the sound was coming from under his butt. Master of deduction is he.

So just peering into the log now... and demeanor ultimately changing because whut, he was not expecting a little girl.]

[DUDE FIND YOUR OWN TREE LOG]

[She stares back frozen in terror for a minute...]

[Before crawling out the other side and RUNNING FOR HER LIFE--which is, admittedly, not very fast. But she's trying.]

[ASDFGHJKL KID YOU SHOULD NOT BE RUNNING THROUGH THIS FOREST D8

It takes him half a second to decide what he wants to do - he can't let her just run off, but he doesn't want to scare her either. After another second of hesitation, he quickly stuff his bow and quiver into the log before going after her. Not quite at a run, he can keep up with her without having to after all, as he's hoping he won't seem as threatening that way.]

[RUNNING RUNNING RUNNING--]

[FACEPLANT!]

[She better not have a bruise or her father will immolate you. B|

She decidedly scurry-hides behind the closest tree and tries not to freak out. This stranger danger is just too much for her little heart to handle!]

[He grimaces when she falls - poor kid. She looks... vaguely familiar though.

Longshot slows when she hides behind the tree, before coming to a stop several feet from it, still within easy view and trying not to look scary or menacing.

He tilts his head, trying to tell whether or not she was hurt by that faceplant.]

[She's got her daddy's goofy smile, but alas, she's all out of those right now. :(]

[She has leafs in her hair and a little red mark, but she looks okay enough...]

Please don't take me, misder! I like my mama and my friends and my house!!

[He puts his hands up as if to say that he won't be doing that, and takes a small step backward even. He won't hurt you, see?]

[... sniff.]

Why don't you talk? You don't like to?

[That actually gets a smile out of him, because it's the basic gist of it. He shakes his head to confirm that. Smart girl, this one.]

[A... teeny smile back.]

B-but how am I gonna know your name?

[...An excellent question. If Jet were here, he'd just have him introduce him, but he's not.

All right, exceptions can be made. Hopefully she won't pester him to talk too much though.]

It's Longshot.

Well, Mr. Longshot, I'm Elicia. I just turned 5!

Do you live in the forest??

[He waves at the introduction and nods his head to the question, then takes a few steps forward to sit by the tree. Aha - she does look more or less okay. Probably cold though.]

[Indeed, she's just a little ruffled up; her white dress/gown is pretty much ruined. But other than a scrape or two prior to meeting you, she seems okay...]

[Except cold was certainly right! Not to mention, some rain was about to come a-fallin' down overhead.]

But don't you get lonely in the forest?

[He shakes his head - not really. He's betting you would though.

And sure enough, in another second there's the plip-plop of rain falling down to the ground. Glancing up at the sky, he sighs and takes off his hat before offering it to her.]

There's a village here too, you know. Houses. Maybe that'd be a better place for you to go.

[She puts the hat on, but hugs herself shivering; her mother would always supply her with plenty to keep warm! This Luceti place is just awful. Nothing else could go anymore wrong in the future!]

A-a village? I can go there!

[She does a determined motion with her fist--ain't no rain or dark scary forest going to bring her down; mama always said try your hardest, after all.]

Okay!!

If you point I can just run there really fast!

[Pfft. Amused archer is amused.]

It's a pretty big forest. How about I come with you?

All right!

[And she's already on her feet and ~~skipping~~ running back toward the log. Because you left your stuff there and we need to get it~!]

[Very smart girl. He climbs back to his feet and follows her, reaching down to pull his bow and quiver out of the log. Making sure she's paying attention, he points to the direction they need to go before moving that way.]

[She's excited to not be alone anymore, as demonstrated by leaping on and walking across that old log. The direction he points is soon on her radar and she follows beside him with his hat on.]

So you use those for shooting bad guys, right?

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