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[color=FFC6C6]Word Count: 344 (+1)
[u]Level[/u]: [b]1[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 7/10
[b]Location[/b]: Sandswept Sky[/color][/center]
It was hard to make out any details of the person in white. If it was even a person that is. Though even from this distance, Primrose thought that it was. They were garbed in a cloak or coat, unless someone thought it would be funny to dress a scarecrow up and stick it in the shifting sands. That seemed unlikely. Primrose kept an eye on the mysterious person, and soon enough Midna appeared beside the dancer again.

Her impression of Midna hadn't changed much in the short amount of time Primrose had known her. She did learn that she was apparently a princess, which was surprising. It also turned out that Primrose's earlier thought that the imp might have been shy was way off base. In fact Midna seemed a bit forceful. That suited Primrose just fine, though the dancer was still a little put out by the whole "hitching a ride in her shadow thing." If it wasn't already apparent, Primrose Azelhart had some deep seated trust issues. 

Whether Primrose thought or not that eventually she and Midna would get along swimmingly, she'd already thought not to hold this particular grudge too long. Besides, maybe by spending time with the imp and her shadow magic, a little of Primrose's own dark magic would manifest again. It hadn't worked with Ashley, but then they'd been spending their days idle around the Alcamoth. Not exploring a region with the intent to free it's inhabitants.

With all these thoughts in mind Primrose nodded her head in the direction of the white cloaked person, a few hundred feet away from the car, without taking her eyes from the stranger. [color=D34C25]"There. Down the dune. A person, I think. Though it's impossible to tell if they are friend or foe."[/color]

The car hardly made a stealthy approach, so it was most likely safe to assume that this person had spotted them already. Although she wasn't particularly keen to approach, the dancer supposed that they would find out whether they were looking at an enemy or not soon enough.