Otter Creek I pack up my things

@Isilmë The glitch ;-;

The boy was minding his own business, looking at the creek. He had vowed upon return that he'd never leave the woods again.
Ever.
The world was big and dangerous and it was unnecessary to leave. He had food, shelter and his own friends, not to mention a job to keep him busy. He would guard the woods and that was that.

He peered into the water, watching the creature within do theor things. In his mind, this was as much part of the woods as anywhere else. It fed them, made the pools and ravine. It also needed protecting, but not a ferociously as the borders.