sleeplessCartoonist
World-Renowned Dawdler
Aidan frowned, his eyes darting around as they walked, his ears picking up any noise there was to be heard. "Well, we've got extra food. Beans, canned pasta, canned peas, granola bars..." he shrugged, keeping a strong hold on Renegade as he walked. Soon enough, they were out of the forest, but not without a few false alarms causing Aidan to stop in his tracks and nearly draw his gun -- an animal breaking a twig, or Aidan mishearing something, usually. But they were soon out of the forest and heading down to the campsite, Aidan picking up the pace a little at the sight of his sister.