At the end of the day, he couldn’t figure out who was the biggest idiot. Sephiran for suggesting they go and retaliate against the polar bear … or himself for going along with it. “This is stupid. We’re stupid.” Aresenn mumbled as the overhang came into sight- the one that they had attempted to overnight in when they were discovered by the massive white predator. For all he knew, it could have been the bear’s shelter. And if they were going to hunt the hunters … they might as well start from the point last seen.
With a deepened sigh, he glanced down over the cliff’s edge. The snow drift they had landed on was still there, and while the wind had covered their tracks, the faint impression of where they had landed could still be seen. He wasn’t sure they could survive another free fall- he wasn’t sure he wanted to. Shaking the thoughts from his head, his attention found Sephiran once more. “So, can we come up with a plan this time? Winging it didn’t really turn out in our favor.” Aresenn huffed. Winging it pretty well lost him nearly a week of his life, and he still wasn’t over it. The twinge in his side a pretty obvious reminder that he likely still had a cracked rib or two.
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