At dawn, the sound of the wind whistling could be heard. The gale was blowing through the trees, signaling a change in the weather. The temperature had dropped a few degrees, and the sky had darkened. No longer was there any sign of blue skies because everything was blocked by the clouds.
The chirping of the birds was a reminder that it was time to start the day. In preparation for the storm that was heading their way, birds were shifting their focus from finding food to finding shelter.
"Tell me you know a good hiding place where we can stay till the storm passes. It would be great if we could watch for the mountain lion from this vantage point as well. So, do you?" Drake was removing Agatha's gag so the woman could answer him. After that, he started releasing her wrists by untying the rope.
