[b]Cynthia[/b]

Cynthia walked back to the fire and sat with her back against Sable's. Staring up at the tree, she shuddered slightly.

"I don't know why, but this place fills me with dread. It's bringing back old memories I would rather keep hidden."

She turned away and rested her head against Sable's shoulder, closing her eyes once again.

"You're not going to leave me here, right? I'm not sure what I'd do out here alone."