<strong>Kyle</strong><br/><br/>"I'm going to go scout the island, I'll be back before sun up." She said nervously as she felt a surge of protectiveness to her tamer. She didn't want her taken, since that would mean she'd have to pursue another for taming or risk going feral. "There is plenty of water and food in the bag."<br/><br/>But she didn't want to talk with her 'mistress' yet. With that she stepped into the shadows and started her long skulking recon of the island. She hoped to find other survivors and/or a way off the island. Idly, she hoped for a chance to find her 'client' and return his betrayal with a pair of eversharp blades through the back.