by Null » Tue Jul 30, 2019 5:33 pm
Just in time, too, as one of the animals ahead of him got caught in a snare, and flung up into the trees, tightly bound and squirming.
The forest was apparently littered with traps.
From his vantage point, he could just barely make out the clearing, where Will was standing atop of a stump, riling up his tribe. The drumming had started again, and they were being passed out spears and other sharp, nasty looking implements.
...It was all in his mind, right? They couldn't...really hurt him?