BOLT
After the group got moving the next morning, Bolt did a quick check around the surrounding area before taking his place at the end of the line. He wasn’t as wary about attacking enemies appearing out of nowhere simply because he couldn’t detect any humans or other large animals in the area anyway.
He knew the bad guys could not be far away. He was still rattled by the rope trap, and if he couldn’t detect anyone nearby, maybe it was because they had carefully set their traps and gotten out of the way so he wouldn’t guess at the trap.
As they walked through the scrub and navigated piles of rocks, Bolt wondered what his life would be like once the mission was over. He had done this for his freedom ... to get out of that horrible dark cell. The torture of not being able to shift, the b
