i try warning myself

Okay so he hadn't quite made it home yet. It's fine. He's exploring, okay? Let him explore. Weaving through the stately aspen trees, not paying too much attention to where he's going. Davey knows enough to navigate back north when the time comes. As long as he found the western shoreline, he'd make it back fine. This is all relative, theoretical geography.

Still, it's like he theoretical geographie'd himself right into a bit of trouble. Between Davey and the way back north, there's a mountain of a creature. Big, brown, fluffy. Well, not as big as it would have been in a few months, but a bear just coming out of hibernation. "Ah fuck." Grumbling to himself and hoisting his axe, there's no way he's not fighting himself out of this one.

"speech"