Romain
By the time I reach the foot of the mountains, exhaustion has sunk deep into my bones.
More than that. I'm sure I'm dying.
I lack the strength to keep going. I've lost the Gammas a while back but I'm so close to the rogue settlement that I can't take any chances.
Being tracked all the way here could have serious consequences. I'm not one hundred percent sure that they're not right behind me.
And that's not good enough.
Judging by the feel of it, I'm pretty sure that a part of the handle is lodged inside of me now no have to pull the damned blade out but I can't reach it. How would I even manage with paws? I'd risk enlarging the cut.
I taste blood in my mouth and it's downright concerning. I need to shift back get the knife out so the healing process can begin.
Conceal
