Tomorrow Arrives
Scout
01-12-2019, 09:12 AM
Sota was extremely, extremely uncertain about leaving their homelands behind... and a little bit peeved that Balsam had chosen to follow through with his plans. Not that he'd necessarily show it to his friend, unless fretting over him demonstrated his annoyance. Either way, he wasn't comfortable letting him go to this land of the giants alone, and so carefully Sota had trailed after him. He was nimble enough on his paws that he was hopeful he'd gone unnoticed thus far, not wanting Balsam to convince him otherwise. He could already Balsam trying to convince him that he didn't need to be looked after like some kind of child - but despite Sota's rather reserved nature, he'd have no trouble arguing with Balsam over that matter. Going alone to a place like this was just foolish, regardless of what Balsam said or thought.
The ridiculousness of it all was only growing more apparent as the hours went on, and as he felt fatigue weighing his limbs down heavily. Is he ever planning on stopping tonight? Sota stifled a sigh as he pressed on, slowly clambering down from the tree he'd been scaling as darkness settled over the lands. At least by night he could move freely, certain that the rumored giants of this land weren't half as quick on their feet as he was. As long as he could move quickly he could evade their attention. Sniffing quietly at the ground, he re-oriented himself and grabbed hold of Balsam's scent and rode with it.
He wasn't sure how long he traveled, but by the time Balsam's scent was strong enough to place him nearby, Sota was about ready to collapse. Though he considered himself to have a fairly high endurance, this was just pushing it. Grumbling a bit, he gaze his silver gaze to the sky and tried to assess just how long he had before daylight. Not long, judging by thee faint pink light that was beginning to spread over the skyline. "Balsam?" Sota's voice was wary, not wanting to attract unwanted attention as he searched for his friend. He moved carefully down the incline he'd found himself scaling, his gaze sweeping the treetops. All he wanted to do was to sleep, but finding Balsam seemed like a more pressing concern currently. "Balsam!" Seeing a glimpse of mottled brown fur in the treetops ahead, Sota quickly searched for the lowest branch he could find, leaping onto it and scaling the branches with ease as he stopped at one near Balsam. "Have you lost your mind?" Though he sounded a bit exasperated, his voice was void of anything negative; Balsam had his respect no matter what he did, however foolish Sota might deem it.