One more night and we will clear the leafy and barky boundary of the Eldritch Doe Woods. At first light, we will push on and we won't stop until we're out in the open.
I remind myself of this when I have to go to the bathroom just outside the camp. Not that a tiger should care about such trivialities. But it would be nice to be able to go off without an escort. Even with our fragile truce with the Eldritch Doe, none of us wants to violate some unwritten rule.
[Are you sure there's nothing?]
Lobo responds to my query with irritation. [Do your business and quit stalling. It's like when you were five.]
[You weren't aware. You were happily toddling around.]
He woofs. [Mama and Dad told me.]
I growl. [Are you sure that there are no rules? Is Amber?]
The love of my life gangs up on me. [I can hear you. Hurry up and come back.]
