((*Hugs a Jaku* You're back now? midterms are over?))<br/><br/>She mews and nods, looking back at her mate, unsure about what to do, but not wanting to have either of them caught by the hunters. The wind changes at this moment, bringing the scents of the hunting party to the feline-naga's nose. She sniffs the air, and frowns, smelling far more people than what she just saw, plus the unmistakable smell of engines and gas.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- Hun, as bad as it seems, I think we'd better split up and rendezvous at the nest. It will be harder for them to follow us both if you go on different directions. But we should be able to avoid them this way, then we will hide in our nest until the go away.</span>