Felltree Marsh I don't know how I'm going to win

He had already started heading for the sound of the ocean to their right when his companion spoke and was gone in a flash. “Hey! He called, raising his voice and taking a quick step toward her. His paw slipped and he teetered on the edge of the log with supreme balance. Only his training prevented him from taking a tumble into the cold murky swamp water.

“Hiromi! Come back here.” Again he called out, and just like that she was back! A confident sway in her tail, and glee full shine to her eye. How was he supposed to protect her if she ran off without him. Pursing his lips together and once again raising a brow in her direction, a common facial expression for the warrior. His two charges often winding up in mischief without him around. His eyes read, don’t run off without me.