<strong>Name:</strong>Pocahontas<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Forests of Ever After<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Achak<br/><br/>The indian woman was thinking of what Grandmother Willow would say to her. Surly the old tree would not scold her? Then again she might but the poor woman couldn't help herself! If John only knew of the effect he had over her. There was no way to be mad that he left. That injury was serious and they could do nothing to help him with it.  Losing him to death would have been worse than him leaving any day.<br/><br/>Her musing made her miss the man stalking her. The mind to wrapped up these days to think straight sometimes. Usually, she might have noticed him but it was too late as she was knocked over roughly to the ground. The masculine voice saying, "Gotcha" ,causing her to gasp before struggling under him. "Who are you?! Get off me!" Yelling to the unknown body on her. The struggles stopping at his words a moment. "No...I...i didn't mean too. I couldn't help myself!" She cried out as her struggles began again.