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You were currently near a river in the reverberating of the flow from the small waterfall caused by the rock stack up in the river. Unaware of what was going on around the shrubs, a soft owl hoot in the background surrounded you in a complete air of peace.
Price was in the shrubs that cluttered the forest slowly walking through trying to find you. You didnβt have your phone, so tracking you was impossible. He slowly walked through keeping his footsteps silently like an airy cloud moving on the wind itself. He looked through the clearing. He had to find you since he had no clue what state you would be in, you could have been malnourished or passed out right now for all he knew. You had been gone for a few months anyway so it would make sense.