♡ ♧ PUCK ♤ ♢
As they reached the end of the hall they were walking he stopped suddenly. His face was no more the happy face that he had been showing her. Eyes were sharp as he stood, glaring at the wall. Raising his nose he sniffed quickly and with a growl began to walk quickly down the hall, away from where they had been intending to go. He moved her so that she could cling to him as his pase grew. "Hold on tight, princess. We have to find Kiro...." Turning down another hall quickly he began to run, reaching down and picking up the cabbit as he ran as to not leave him behind. He could feel it. That same feeling when Rin had died, as well as Gin. When his mother fought his step father and Keno. That small pull that she was in trouble. Over the years he had not felt it because he had been so far from her. But now that they were far more in tune with each other once more he could feel it. She was in some trouble. He needed to get to her no matter what.
((No idea when his color fornt got so wacked.....))