Bramblepoint tell me when i'm out

@Valour being vague abt our thread. lmk if you want me to change anything!

He was certain he would've been dead by now. The wolves who greeted him at the borders didn't get him, but he was sure Valour would rip him to shreds. But the fight wasn't the bloodbath he anticipated it to be, more like a learning experience. The nightwalkers took mercy on him, and now he wasn't sure where to go from here. He knew he should start stealing some things (something that should have been completed awhile ago) but he was even more hesitant now. Morals are to blame. That and the fact he hadn't heard from any stowaways in awhile. Had they abandoned him? If that were the case he saw no point in this awful mission. But he couldn't relax just yet. They may be waiting for him somewhere nearby. Phillip left the woods that day to search for one of his accomplices.

He had come across a pleasant little forest with an abundance of different trees and a sweet fragrance. It wasn't the most ideal hiding place, but it wouldn't hurt to look around. He snooped around every nook and cranny here, but there was not a wolf in sight. That's what he thought until he came across someone else.

At this distance he believed it was Rockhopper. Phillip never thought he'd be relieved to see him, but that's what happens when you spend a month worrying about living and dying. You're here! he chirpped as he moved forward. Heh, I was getting worried. I-I thought you left me or something.

As he came closer he slowly realized his mistake. The stranger stood much like his boss (like he was gonna fall at any moment) but he wasn't as gross looking. Oh, you're not—uh— Not Rockhopper. Hopefully not a nightwalker either. Change the subject, quickly! Are you ok?