Thread:Crowsoul50/@comment-33229352-20190520040115/@comment-36159587-20190522210738

 The Mamba caught it swiftly and...stuffed it into his pocket. Okay.

 They were aware they had technically missed the Jackal, turning around swiftly and heading back towards where most of the others seemed to be clustered. The narrator facepalms at how his characters can't seem to find each other.