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there are no markings on her country roads no signs that show the way back home It was the dagger! Excellent! A lopsided grin spread across Otem's face. Now she would have a reason to talk to Iskra and he'd be thankful she returned his dagger! Of course Otem didn't know a lot about Iskra, but she was fairly certain that, like all boys, he misplaced things. Youthful abandon, free spiritedness and all that. If nothing else, Otem was good on her feet and a good liar. She'd come up with something. For now, all she could really think about was the excitement that felt like a beach ball in her throat. Now, all she needed to do was actually grab the dagger and then just ... well, go off a bit so that she could call his name from far away. That was the plan anyways. "Now listen, if things go sideways just..create a diversion, okay?" Pandora looked at Otem without comprehension. Grumbling, the autumn-touched child rolled her eyes, overly eager to set her plan into motion. "You know! Be noisy.  Come up with a distraction.' Pandora did not seem to acknowledge this request, but Otem had already moved off trying to grab the dagger. Once it was safely in her teeth, she tried to spin as noiselessly as possible, and slink back from where she came.

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I think I go again, to see if I'm detected?