Vaden’s pov
I don’t know how long I have been running for, I looked behind me and didn’t see anyone. I’d be willing to bet that I have confused them enough to go back and help at camp. I looked up at the weird clouds, “have you ever seen clouds move like that?” I asked my wolf, Sykes.
“No, that’s really weird. Let’s just get back to the new camp spot.” He huffed. As we were running I noticed something really odd. The birds weren’t chirping, the animals had practically all disappeared, not a single creature was out. “Something is really wrong.” He said, obviously noticing the same thing I was.
“It’s okay, let’s just get back to camp. We must have a really nasty storm moving in, is all.” I could tell he wasn’t convinced but he picked up the pace in the direction of the camp.
I walked
