Mia hated waiting. It was horrible. She kept looking for somewhere safer. Somewhere to camp for the night that would be better for them.
A lot of nothing. She began looking for other things, carefully wording them in her mind.
It was unsettling. Terrifying.
Nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide. That creature loose, running wild. How dangerous was it? Why wasn't Grandpa back yet?
She looked for him, and felt a pull. Did that mean he was alive, or simply that his body still existed?
No answer came to her mind.
When she looked again for somewhere safer, the pull almost bowled her over.
"We have to move. Now. Grab everything you can and get across the river." She whispered.
She wasn't even positively certain there was time to grab anything, but there were many important items amongst their possessions. Without them, they would starve, or freeze, or otherwise find themselves lacking on the journey ahead.
