<div class="floatright">(https://tubsexer.com/contents/albums/sources/75000/75891/1078671.jpg)</div><strong>Hunter:</strong>Ashle Roxxx (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=324878.msg15642522#msg15642522)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>"Pictured"<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Somewhere in the Shasta-Trinity National Forest<br/><strong>Current Action:</strong>wandering around and talking with the stranger.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>the stranger.<br/><hr/><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><br/>Ashlee turned around to face who was talking to her. She knew someone was there and watching but she couldn’t guess that they were this close to her. When she saw a girl standing in front of her right now, it made her relaxed for a little bit. Even if the girl before her eyes seemed a little bit feral at the first look, a feral looking girl was still better than a psychopath murderer or a frenzied bear she thought.  Then Ashlee realized what she was carrying on her shoulder and watched her throwing it away casually.   <br/><br/><strong>“Widow-maker? Oh! What a cruel name for a tree. Sadly, people tend to blame others for their mistakes, right? I mean, I have been called home-wrecker too…”</strong> Suddenly while Ashlee was casually chit-chatting with the stranger like she was one of her friends, she put the pieces together in her mind.<br/><br/><strong>“Oh! Like you mean that you have saved our tiny tent from one of those?”</strong> Ashlee asked as she pointed toward the big tree branch the girl just threw away. <br/><br/><strong>“Wait for a second, did you just freeze Kristine?… or like, oh mi gosh! You just stopped time or something...”</strong> Ashlee knew that she could do weird things, yet this was the first time she was seeing another individual performing such feats. Maybe she was not alone in this weirdness department or crazy as she thought before.<br/></span></span></div>