Robin sat in the woods by himself. The Merry Men had taken Roland on a Quest and would be gone for the night. It wasn't an actual Quest. --

--They just told him that and he loved the sounds of it. But now Robin sat alone. Frustrated and just drawing circles in the dirt with a --

--stick he had found. He finally tossed it aside as the heat beat down hard on him. He pulled his shirt up over his head and tossed it --

--aside. Robin looked towards the path and then back to the ground. No one ever came this way but the Merry Men. Why would Robin ever --

--think that today was different? Only because he was feeling the urge.

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