Date: 2008-03-27 11:19 pm (UTC)
Makita's head cocks slightly to the side. Something has shifted outside. The other scavengers aren't moving, they're not shifting around the field, they haven't reacted to Koba...

Her hand slips down to grip her father's sickle and her body tenses. If she moves fast enough he won't have time to scream, and if they're distracted then they may not notice.
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