"I'll help," Jeb offers, steeling himself when half a dozen sets of eyes turn to look at him. "I'm good at tracking." Kalm tugs again at his pants leg, and Jeb adds. "Kalm'll help too."
Cain nods, and to his side, DG surreptitiously tightens her grip on the stick. Goodness knows where she found it, but you'll never know if it'll come in handy. "We'll have to move quickly. We'll lose daylight in a matter of hours."
He should've gone for help immediately. He should've known. He shouldn't have assumed things were fine, he should've known.
"So?" DG flails where she stands. "What are we waiting for, let's go!"
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Date: 2009-09-14 01:19 pm (UTC)Cain nods, and to his side, DG surreptitiously tightens her grip on the stick. Goodness knows where she found it, but you'll never know if it'll come in handy. "We'll have to move quickly. We'll lose daylight in a matter of hours."
He should've gone for help immediately. He should've known. He shouldn't have assumed things were fine, he should've known.
"So?" DG flails where she stands. "What are we waiting for, let's go!"