I'll keep a few things vague in case anything needs changed, back dated to two days after the fight
One day the world would bestow him with the gift of seeing a pair of blue eyes staring back at him in the early hours of the morning, day or night. For now he waited, listening for sounds of anything or anyone but the past two days only brought the occasional bird or weird looking bug. The nights scared him most, sleep beckoned him like bear to honey but he refused to be caught off guard, however exhaustion always caught up to him in the end. As the hours piled on, so did the problems. Rye nor Effie have ate or drank in two days, the affects of dehydration were beginning to become intense as the remaining stores of liquid anything dried up. Hunger wasn't that great of a problem as Rye had some fat stored up from the deer but he wasn't confident Effie had much left in the tank.
He wished she would wake soon.
Edited; got too carried away and power played
"If you lose yourself, your courage soon will follow.
So be strong tonight.
Remember who you are."
So be strong tonight.
Remember who you are."
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