"It's been too long. Where's Sabrina?"

Syrena's voice rang out from a nearby mulberry bush, she was sitting in the middle of the bush, her arms wrapped around her knees. Collins sat perched on a fairly sturdy branch, and said, down:

"Maybe your sister has been lost, I think."

"Why might that be? "

Syrena raised her round, marble-like eyes in response.

"Hey Devan, where are you going?"

Collins suddenly shouted. Devan with a tall build, so it was not too difficult for him to find a place to hide, he was also perched on a nearby tree branch, just like his brother. Then, without knowing his instincts, he jumped from a rather high branch to the ground, gently.

Collins watched and breathed a sigh of relief because fortunately there was grass underneath, if his hand slipped or was negligent while climbing down, it would have been scratched on the skin, not life-threatening. But if it's solid and flat ground then...

"Devan."

Syrena stood up from the bushes, shouting loudly, but he ran away, out of sight. Collins also sprinted down from the tree at that time, staggered and almost fell, he quickly regained his balance, he took Syrena's hand, said:

"Let's go, I have a feeling that something is wrong."

Then the two of them sped away, following the direction Devan had disappeared from earlier.