[Her ears twitch at the rustle. But, there's no scent to it. She's still drawing one of those obsidan swords at her waist though, taking a step towards...
Using the sword to move the branches...
...Nope nothing there. That was a false alarm.
The other though, where Leslie had been indicating. Closer to the river, ducked into the reeds. It was washed out, but there was something moving. Turning at the voice. A few reeds parting as a small hand reached out and there was a child peering up the bank at them.
Then sorry Leslie, but Mikasa can smell blood and is rushing down to check. Even if that makes the kid flinch and go further in.]
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Using the sword to move the branches...
...Nope nothing there. That was a false alarm.
The other though, where Leslie had been indicating. Closer to the river, ducked into the reeds. It was washed out, but there was something moving. Turning at the voice. A few reeds parting as a small hand reached out and there was a child peering up the bank at them.
Then sorry Leslie, but Mikasa can smell blood and is rushing down to check. Even if that makes the kid flinch and go further in.]