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	Dareen prepared to get jumped on, but then blew air through her lips as the dog recoiled from Jandar's bad vibes. It seemed they had reached a dead end. No doubt it was much more difficult to follow a flying target when you're on the ground. Still, the Sceltie's message confirmed that they were following an 'in-air' trail. In other words, Fatima. For once in her life, she found herself hoping Jandar would let Dareen take the lead on this social interaction. Usually she left the talking to others, but, she was worried Jandar might frighten them. They were basically just two annoying kids. Even though Dareen had, unbeknownst to even herself, taken a small liking to the pair of underdogs.

	[color=c4df9b]"No no, it's fine. You were right- Fatima was kidnapped."[/color] Dareen explained, making a motion to everyone here not to panic.[color=c4df9b] "Right now, we could use your help tracking her. There might be some bad guys. Do you think you can help us by following that trail as long as you can? If there's a fight, leave it to me and Jandar."[/color] As if discussing a contract, Dareen rattled off some terms and conditions. Quick, but calm. This was the type of pressure excelled under. Either way, the question was out there. 

	[color=c4df9b]"We'd be thankful?"[/color] Dareen added with an optimistic shrug. 

	If they agreed, Dareen would nod, smirking warmly. [color=c4df9b]"Alright. Let's get to it, boys."[/color] She would follow after the brave hound. She passed Jandar as they turned out of the dead end alley. As she did, she thudded him reassuringly on his shoulder with the palm of her hand.