Phantom Hollow The Guilt I Have Pulls Me Down

Judas finally found a perfect place to stop at. Incidentally enough, it was close to the last place they had practiced, where he showed her how to camouflage one's self. It brought him to a pause, stopping not too far from the body of water they found.

But quickly, he regained himself. He rolled in the mud, knowing his scent would cover this small area. After, he ran off. Searching for a small bush to hide in, which he did. Near a small log with one end tipped up, bushes surrounding the bottom half. There, he waited. "What a perfect situation to-" 

"Don't you even think about it" he snarled back at the voice. He would not let it win. Not this time.