"I don't think we are alone here after all," Madorn said to Ted when they were setting up their camp.
This only served to confirm Ted's suspicions. If a man that smart was willing to say there could be others, then it was surely within the realm of possibilities.
Ted took care to look at the snow, searching for traces of footprints. He found nothing, and besides, he would have to rest before the next lion venture. He crawled into his tent.
The camp was supposed to be a temporary one. They were to pack things up at dawn, cleaning up everything to avoid giving anyone or anything the idea that they were a source of scraps.
Morning came again, and with it came an immediate need to keep moving in order to reach the coast.
