Getting dressed in a rush, Charlotte was the first to come out of her tent. To her surprise, her sister, sharing the same space, hadn't joined her while she was changing her clothes, and now she was nowhere to be seen. In the distance, the rest of the girls were still wrestling with each other, making it harder for her to determine whether Freya was amongst them at a glance.
'Is she with Roxanne?' Raising an eyebrow, she turned towards the healer's tent. Walking out that very instance, Roxanne's eyes met Charlotte's.
"Something wrong?" She asked, taking note of the leopard's tense expression.
"I'm not sure," shifting attention to the only other tent, Charlotte perked up her ears and tried to listen closely. "Why don't you go dry yourself in front of the fire? I'll join you in a second, alright?"
