WolfKnightLord

Chip peered around the corner of the wall, back to the doorway he'd slept against the night before. He could hear the people inside moving around as they prepared to leave, a not-so-silent urging to move fast, but caution was everything. Caution kept him from getting caught, while rushing could ruin everything. He didn't think Jazz was there, but that didn't mean much. The creaking of the door made his decision for him, a quick dash into the cold morning air while they were still exclaiming in surprise. His clothes would keep them from worrying too much if he wasn't exposed too long; though crumpled from a night outside, the white dress shir