"I'm Hunter. I believe you're Flint?" Hunter stammered slightly.

[i][b]"I don't believe you even mentioned your name."[/i][/b] Her shadow snorted.

Hunter lingered behind, her fingers fiddling anxiously behind her back. Her shadow continued to nag her nonstop about anything and everything. She was too far behind to notice what had happened to Rhiannon, and too consumed in her abyss of thoughts to listen to their conversation. Still way behind the other two, she never caught up to Rhiannon going to into her room so she veered off into hers. Her shadow slammed the door for her, and chuckled bitterly.

[i][b]"Truly are the conservationist."[/i][/b] The blackness snorted sarcastically.

"Why don't you shut the fuck up." Hunter retorted.