Theo's group was out in the open of the massive plain. Save for the violent currents of water some distance behind them, there was only grass, grass, and then some more grass.
Not a single spot they could use to break the line of sight and then hide.
Nay raised her eyes and looked toward the host of strangers.
'If they are any good, they've already spotted us anyway,' she noticed, gritting her teeth as the burden of making a sudden decision fell on her shoulders.
Unable to find the answer on the go, Nay turned her eyes to her master. This time, however, not to check up on him but to look for answers. Yet, rather than asking what he would do if he were awake…
'What if there would be a way for us to hide?' Nay asked herself as she locked her stare on her master.
Her thoughts scrambled and soon produced another line, this time much closer to the core issue the girl had with the situation.
