We take a break after five, long hours. David says we are taking the break because everyone else insists on it, but I personally think he is more tired than what he lets us know. Luckily, nothing tried to attack us again. Night is approaching fast, only about another five hours until the sun goes down. If we are to find a cave, it better be found soon, before night hits.
I go around to everyone, making sure they are fine. When I finally reach David, he is eating his last gumfruit. From the looks of it, the only supply he has is extra moss for his face.
"David," I say. "Everyone is getting low on food and night is rising faster than a cake in the oven. If we are going to find a cave, it has to be found soon. Then I suggest we find more food for the journey."
He sighs, "Jewel, I don't even know where a cave is from this spot. You say all this, but you don't realize how hard it is to keep going on after so long. We need a break. Let me fix the moss on your arm." He reaches for my arm as he says this. I reluctantly offer it to him, a scowl planted on my face. His fingers move swiftly and softly as he unwraps the old moss from my arm. Curiosity brings me to look at my arm. Curiosity made me stifle back a shriek.
A small hole takes residence in my arm. Around the hole, my skin is puckered pink with some bruising. Against David's silent protests, I raise my arm and look through it. The hidden shriek comes forth to my lips and I gladly let it out. David clamps his hand around my mouth, and my shriek gets muffled.
"Ok. When I take my hand off if your mouth, you are going to let me finish wrapping your arm. Nod your head of you are going to do just that," David tells me. I nod my head, and he lets go.
I apologize, "Sorry, didn't realize my arm looked like that."
He takes my arm back without acknowledging my apology. It was as if it had never happened. I look away as he rewraps my arm with new moss. After a little bit, he is finally done. As I look at his handiwork, I begin to wonder where how he learned to do this.
David replies to my thoughts, "Before being sent to this place, I had worked in a hospital as a nurse. I guess since home is so far away, I never thought to tell you this. No one really talks about their old lives anymore."
"No," I respond, "No they don't. About finding that cave. I suggest you send a few Scouts to look-"
He stops me, "Those are dangerous thoughts. Stray away from them. Did you already forget the gummy bears that like to kill? Did you already forget Yori?"
"That was a foul move and you know it."
"Did you forget?"
"No, but-"
"DID YOU FORGET?"
"No."
David grins, "Keep it that way. I know you think I'm harsh, but a leader has to make hard choices. Now if you excuse me, I need to check up on the other injured." He pushes me aside as if the conversation ended because he said so. Then I realize that it did.
The little butthole! Well, I guess I'll have to prove him wrong about his cave decision. I look around, making sure no one is looking my way. I take a couple steps backward before spinning on my heel and run into the maze of trees. It wasn't until I was a mile away when I realized that I forgot my pack back with David. So, basically, I came out here with only my knife tucked away in my belt.
Five miles later, I still haven't found a cave. My stomach growls, and I am super sweaty. I sniff myself self-consciously and realize that I stink horribly. Up ahead, the sound of water perpetuates my ears. It is the sweetest music to a smelly person. I trip over something and end up rolling down, down, and down until SPLASH! I land in the river.
The river starts to drag me downstream. I reach out at the stray logs to help me stay afloat. My heart thumps louder as panic begins to take hold of my reason. One thought comes through all of this: I can't swim. Finally, just as I was about to let go of my current log, I hit a river bed.
The river bed is soft, so it didn't hurt that much when I hit it. I reach down to my belt to see if the knife is still there. Lucky, it was. Remembering my arm, I check the moss. It was soggy, but in no danger of falling apart anytime soon. One last thing to do. I check around for any danger. None presented itself.
I hoist myself up. My left arm hurts a bit, but not enough to stop me. Well, I came to find a cave so I better find one. With my good hand gripping the hilt of my knife, and the other close to my chest, I'm as ready as I'll ever be.
After about five minutes, I discover an open clearing. At the end of the clearing is a mountain with a cave embedded into the inside. The cave is massive and there are no signs of dwarfs. A double whammy. As quick as a wildfire, I rush back to the others to tell them the good news.
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