"K-...KROV?!" Keyan choked out.<br/>She felt her blood turn cold at the mention of that man. He was mean, and merciless. What could it mean, though? Had Krov left the City to come and find them? Surely not, the City people were terrified of the things that lurked outside the Walls. All of a sudden everything shifted. Everyone dropped what they were doing, except for Sam who was preoccupied, and walked over to the dirt drawing.<br/>Once everyone had gotten a good look at it, everyone doubled speed.<br/>The only ones not doing something were Sam and Keyan.<br/>Keyan sat frozen staring at the symbol not believing what she was seeing. If Krov had left the City then that meant he was on their trail. And that meant that he would surely find them.<br/>But, who was the woman holding the drawing pad?<br/>It was all too much to be running through her head at one time, so she shut it and and pulled her knees to her chest hugging them. She sat there gently rocking back and forth and humming a lullaby that her mother used to sing to her. She realized that she probably looked like a basket case, but she was beyond caring at that point.<br/>Keyan had never been truely angry at anyone in her life. Sure she had had arguments with people, but she had never been truely<span style="font-style: italic">angry</span>at anyone before then.<br/>She had a quick flash in her mind right then. She was standing under a tree beside Krov. He was kneeling in the dirt with his head in Keyan's hands as if she were going to literally wring his neck. It was not a vision or precognition, but more wishful -if not disturbing- thinking.<br/>She continued to rock and hum, terrified.