Jerome and Blake stood in the middle of a field with a piece of Tallia's clothing hanging in Blake's hand. She wasn't sure if she could track her down, she spent years of watching Tallia use her own magic to track thing and never losing any of her personal items because she could tell in an instant where they were. Tallia had been gone for maybe an hour but Blake missed her so much. 

Back when they lived down the street from each other she never missed her this much because she knew that Tallia was just a few doors away, but not knowing where she was or if she would see her again made Blake agitated and miss her more.

"How is this supposed to work again? May I remind you that I'm not a tracker." Blake spoke to Jerome with a depressing tone.

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