lance just gives the back of keith's head a dead-eye stare, slumping forward slightly in his exasperation. he lets out a short, disgruntled huff, turning on a heel to head down the nearest possible path... which is really nothing more than a vague parting in the trees. but it looks like it could be where the cart itself could have come from, unless it was just sort of... dumped there. somehow.
he gets about five feet into the thickets before he very nearly slips, forcing a yelp out of his mouth and thereby breaking that self-imposed silent strike. rip. ]
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lance just gives the back of keith's head a dead-eye stare, slumping forward slightly in his exasperation. he lets out a short, disgruntled huff, turning on a heel to head down the nearest possible path... which is really nothing more than a vague parting in the trees. but it looks like it could be where the cart itself could have come from, unless it was just sort of... dumped there. somehow.
he gets about five feet into the thickets before he very nearly slips, forcing a yelp out of his mouth and thereby breaking that self-imposed silent strike. rip. ]
Ew, what the heck, what's—
[ he stills. ]
...is this blood?