Eyja had told Natasha she would try and talk to Clint, and get some insight in what was bothering him. She assumed it were the deaths that had recently happened, especially the one of his mother, but she could not make assumptions. She needed to talk to him, as him, herself. So, the female was in search of the boy, moving through the Falls. Following his scent, or trying to; it seemed to go everywhere.
And it did not really… smell strong in the Falls. Had he gone out to the Glen? She wasn’t sure, but she hoped he was back home by now- wherever he had gone. ’’Clint, you here?’’ she called out. She hoped he would come to her.
[I know Clint has ran away from home but Eyja doesn’t know just yet.]
Apr 17, 2018 02:52 AM
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