The Thief and the Shadow Jumper-
Two figures stumbled through a dense forest, one helping the other walk.
Blood seeped through a deep wound that was being covered by a pale hand. Blurry brown eyes blinked tiredly, leaning into his partner.
"Stay with me Eugene" the other ordered, shifting their grip so that the wound wasn't pulled as much.
"'m here Fear" the brown-haired man murmured softly.
The other looked up, he saw a wooden hut near a pond. He carried his friend to the hut and knocked.
'Please, please, someone be here' the other, Fear, silently begged, he could feel the life force of his partner's slipping away.
The door opened and a 14-year-old girl with long brown hair and brown eyes stood there. She took in their looks turned her head and yelled something in a different language. She than beckoned the two in.
"What happened?" the girl asked as she helped lay Eugene on the aged couch.
"We were attacked" Fear said, "he got shot"
She lifted up Eugene's shirt and frowned.
"This isn't a bullet wound nor is it an arrow wound" she murmured in confusion, "what, exactly, was he 'shot' with?"
Fear looked at her, she had a strong Spirit Aura.
"Jack?" a black-haired boy with blue eyes walked into the room and frowned at them, he took a ready-to-pounce stance.
"Jakob, I need the herds kit" the girl, Jack, said.
Jakob, the boy, walked to the kitchen and came back with a wooden box, he handed it to the girl.
Jakob asked something in an unknown language and Jack responded in the same language. Jakob peered at the wound and frowned.
"What 'shot' him?"
"No idea"
Jack rubbed some green, minty paste on and around the wound before wrapping it up with a white cloth.
"He just has to rest now" Jack said, "you two can stay for the night"
"Thank you" Fear was relieved.
Jack hummed before heading to the kitchen with the box. Jakob watched the guests carefully.
Later that night, Black Ice and Jack were spooning with Snow Drift in the middle of them.
"Do you trust them?"
"No, why?"
"You allowed them to stay"
"One of them is injured, kindness has nothing to do with trust"
Black Ice hummed.
"I guess"
Snow Drift growled the way she does to tell them to 'shut up' and 'go to bed'. The two chuckled, whispered apologies to her and fell asleep.