"Let's go this way," Anthony pointed out, and Flower nodded, hastily following him like a young duckling following the mother duck.
Sniffing the air around them, Anthony followed the scent of fresh blood. And both him and Flower who was walking closely behind him, as she was worried that a wild animal might just propel out of the bush and attack her, kept walking deeper and deeper into the wilderness.
Originally, Flower had basically maintained social distance between herself and Anthony from the beginning of the tread, due to still not having gotten use to him around. But now that they were out in the deep, perilous and dangerous wilds again, she now initially moved more closer to him. Knowing fully that her life depended on it.
