C98 The bower

[ Nairobi's P O V]

"Pay a keen attention to the winds perhaps you may just here the voice of my so called rival." I snarl , still being vexed by the confrontation From the girls.

" Maybe I may. It's been ages since I heard anything from her. It's like she's gone or something." I mutter, while we walk further into the flanks of the lair.

" There's a house over there