Zone B -- Forest

[Dust]

Dust was a admittedly a impressed with Dawn's plan, and a tad bit surprised by it; though he couldn't understand why. You tended to come to terms with the idea that someone using the kanji for 'snow' as translation for a nickname they firmly insisted meant such and even went into detail of that names as 'cold' and 'when taken lightly can be deadly' would come up with some pretty interesting yet 'bitter' plans for their fights. Perhaps it would surprise people to also know that he approved of this plan. Not just because it was her, because he was just like that at some point in his life. He still saw the value of this type of plan. That neither disturbed nor comforted him, he simply found himself neutral. "I say it's logical." He said, with his signature smile. It was as gentle as the breeze that lifted strands of her hair.

As Takezo fished out his tablet, Dust did the same, curious to what it was doing. But without much training in the art of technology he managed to figure it out. The towering man read the words fully but he thinks the demon in disguise skimmed through. The man leading them was ecstatic, gleeful, and just thrilled to find out that there was a drop heading near by their decided destination. Between this and the spark of delight that Dawn had ignited with her plan, the man before them could not contain himself. And it was quickly apparently contagious.

Very quickly they ran almost very near to the mud puddle that had Dawn's face print neatly preserved, but they could not stop and take pictures. They had a mission, and they moving like a pack of wolves towards their prize. It sent a shiver though him, it brought to surface years of suppression had kept bound down. His heart raced, and he let out a laugh as his bare feet dug into the ground and carried him even further. The hunt was on, and the wolf inside him was running free for the first time. Something either very dangerous was surfacing, or something very epic.

B14 to B12