Startled, she turned, realized he was calling to her and started to run. Then she forced herself to stop, to remember it was okay if people saw her, now. She paused and lightning crashed. She looked up, rain pouring into her hood, and raised a gloved hand, pointing off in the distance again. "THUNDER!"
The edge of a want might be poking out from her sleeve....
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The edge of a want might be poking out from her sleeve....