"Oi, porcupine girl!" I yelled, giving her a nickname, while looking around. "I know it's you, come out before I come find you myself."
The answer I got were a dozen more quills sent flying towards me. "Guess we'll have to do this the hard way then." I muttered, as I evaded each with minimal movements.
My eyes darted from left to right in quick succession, catching every detail, and checking for anything amiss.
Suddenly my ears caught the faint sound of movement from my side. My head snapped to the right, and there, I witnessed a clumsy attempt of a stealth.
The brown haired girl who could turn her hair to quill like spikes was trying to hide behind the stalk of a particularly large mushroom. What actually exposed her, was when she moved to her current hiding place.
