digging a hole, a diggy diggy hole

She made quick work of the wrapping job. When he gestured for her to place her paw in his she couldn’t help but feel a rush of fear he would take the opportunity to blame their fall on her and punish her. But she knew it would be worse if she hesitated.

He treated her leg the same way she had his and told her to grab the painkillers. She was almost hopeful now! She could have a little? Really? She took out the small pills of dried herbal paste made of cherry and willow bark. Potent pain killers for sprains too. She offered one for him to either swallow or chew. She just swallowed hers.

How could they see down the tunnels and keep track of where they had been? How were they going to get out?


She looked down one tunnel, her ear keeping track of Flares movements. She packed up the kit as well as she could. Should they take the kit with them?