Chapter Twelve

Willow

I sat shivering within the tiny confines of the cave that I was lucky to find on such short notice. I wished I could build a fire to dry my clothes, but it would be too obvious. I had been gone a few hours, but I had traveled little distance in that time.

In fact, I was still huddled in the small crevice I had found a few miles down the river. I hoped that even if Zeke did follow my scent trail to the river, he would be smart enough to know that I had used it to hide my travels.

Then, fingers crossed, he would think I was long gone already. I knew he was not too bright, and I had walked in the river, fighting the tiring current, to my present location. I knew there was no way he could follow his nose to me at least.

Nonetheless, I remained vigilant to my surroundings, jumping at every sound that penetrated the lull of the gentle waves of the river rushing close by. I finished my pilfered food a while ago unfortunately. I tried to hold out, but I was just too hungry.

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