SILVER: *very steathily following you, the only thing that could possibly find her out is the smell of blood and ice cream she gives off, and the ice cream smell is only...smell-able? if she is very close to you, witch she is not*
Lilly: -she nodded ok, and wiped her tears- -she had an idea and drew a picture of him and her holding hands and friends was written at the top- make happy?
