Ford watched as the decision-making process continued. Part of him wanted to be an influential presence, to be a valued member of the group, and another, larger part, wanted none of the burdens that accompanied leadership.
The wrong decision could be disastrous, and deadly for more than just himself.
"The forest here has plentiful grazing, despite the snow," Seth thought out loud, "and the summer melt has created a small stream for consistent water. This would be the best place for the horses to stay."
"Alone?" Daniel's young face contorted as he patted his horse's nose. "I don't like the thought of never seeing them again."
"No, not alone," Seth frowned. "We'll need them to get home. I'll stay with them."
"You?" Ford shouldn't have been surprised at the suggestion, but he was.
