[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=007236]Marygold Isley[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://data.whicdn.com/images/193992237/original.gif[/img][hr][b][color=007236]Location:[/color][/b] Granite Falls, North Carolina, Outside of Crystal River School For Troubled Youth, Parking Lot[hr][hr][/center]	[color=007236]"Honestly, lighten up a bit would you? Just teasing a bit, though it kind of wasn't necessary to repeat info unless asked... And I'm fairly certain she was just trying to be helpful when it came to answering the question. You weren't acting like much of a leader, when it came to the fighting you didn't even give suggestions for what others could do! She did, honestly if you want to be a leader you better start acting like you can be one, otherwise no one will listen to you,"[/color] Mary responded to Ezekiel. In her mind it was a bit ridiculous to even be having this sort of conversation right now.

	Once she saw that everyone else was taking off, and taking a quick glance around to check and make sure that they weren't leaving anyone behind, she took hold of the reins on her chariot and took off into the air. At least she wasn't the one who had to show the newbies around camp, that fell to their oh so fearless leader the snail. He had lost the race to get to the school, and if he tried to pass it off to one of them he so was going to get it. Hopefully they got back to camp soon, she didn't think she'd be able to stand being stuck in one place with Ezekiel any longer.