The birds are silent, and nothing seems to be moving. The wildlife is hiding. Why?
Suddenly, something happens. Out of seemingly nowhere on the left, a small paint explosion occurs, showering everything for a good few feet with blue.
"Dammit!" someone grumbles, then the same young male voice yells, "DEAD!"
He was hiding pretty well in the trees, but whoever hid the paint mine did him one better.
If Wyn looks, she'll find a tall kid with blond hair and green eyes lying on his back, spattered with blue paint with his arms folded across his chest and a paint rifle held loosely in his hand.
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Suddenly, something happens. Out of seemingly nowhere on the left, a small paint explosion occurs, showering everything for a good few feet with blue.
"Dammit!" someone grumbles, then the same young male voice yells, "DEAD!"
He was hiding pretty well in the trees, but whoever hid the paint mine did him one better.
If Wyn looks, she'll find a tall kid with blond hair and green eyes lying on his back, spattered with blue paint with his arms folded across his chest and a paint rifle held loosely in his hand.