The spiders? Had not really been Peter's scene. This? Was even less so.
He was holding onto a stick he'd snagged from one of the piles back at the camp anyway-- slinking backwards, dodging and weaving through the fray. If he made it back to the camp, he might have a shot at something defensible.
Which would probably last him about thirty seconds, but seriously, he was too young to die.
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Re: A Change of Weather
Date: 2013-04-14 03:25 pm (UTC)He was holding onto a stick he'd snagged from one of the piles back at the camp anyway-- slinking backwards, dodging and weaving through the fray. If he made it back to the camp, he might have a shot at something defensible.
Which would probably last him about thirty seconds, but seriously, he was too young to die.