Chapter 21
As they made their way closer to camp, Fay suddenly stopped, her eyes lighting up. “Is that a water hole?” she asked, excitement bubbling in her voice. She dropped the buck and carefully made her way toward it, Drake a few steps behind. Peering through the foliage, he saw a decent-sized water hole nestled between the trees, a small stream cascading down a rocky face into the clear water below. It was beautiful, the moonlight glinting off the surface and creating a serene atmosphere. “We can wash here!” Fay squeaked happily, turning to Drake with a beaming smile. He couldn’t help but grin at her enthusiasm; it was infectious. “Let’s get this buck back to camp, then you can wash while the others prepare a meal,” he suggested, determined to make the most of their find. They quickly pull
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