I watch his face waiting for any sign that would let me know he won't make an effort to stop his nonsense but I get none.
"I promise to behave." I wait silently thinking he would have something else to add but he says nothing else.
After a few moments pass by we wordlessly head back to the others.
The days quickly go by as we journey through the forest while we rationed our food and we refilled our wooden bottles with water from a stream that seemed somewhat stagnant.
Nothing interesting had happened within these past seven days, if Hunter is right it would take us no more than two days to get to the panthom, a meeting I can't wait for.
Strange as it may sound we came across little to no animals both creeping and large, I witnessed a few birds fly above our heads from tree to trees.
I can't help but feel there's something wrong somewhere but I have no idea what it could be.
