Five
The sound of a dry branch snapping echoed through the silent winter night. Startled, I jumped up and grabbed the stick I had been using as a walking cane.
"Who is there?" I yelled into the darkness as I held the branch out in front of me protectively.
"Relax, don't stress so much," Aspen said as he stretched his legs towards the fire.
I turned towards him. "Didn't you hear that? Someone is coming."
He put his hands behind his head as he made himself comfortable. "Yeah, no need to worry."
I snarled and poked his leg with my stick, earning an angry look from him. I was about to poke him again as I heard approaching footsteps so I decided that my stick had a better use than to poke a carefree Aspen with.
From the darkness, I saw a shadow appear, so I hid myself behind a tree as I
