Footsteps lost to the night, Uvri bent down and tightened the cloak around the boy, lowering the hood to hide his face.
“We only have a bit of walking ahead of us.”
“How much walking?”
The boy’s hand fell to his side, eyes downcast. They seemed weary and aged in the dim streetlight, a look not suited for a child. There wasn’t much he could offer Camim. Not while they were being hunted. Not until they found her.
(Broken Skies is a rp story written by Arsenic and Darcy on eliteskills.com)