[ There's a small, prideful voice in the back of his head telling Gale that he doesn't need someone to accompany him. The blood of Invidia is running hot in his veins, ready to retaliate against these werewolves that are infiltrating their camp for no reason other than hurt the innocent people here. It's infuriating that they would even think of doing this, especially since there's nothing been done to provoke it. At least, nothing that he knows of.
Still, Mike has a point, so Gale pauses long enough for him to catch up. He eyes the weapons warily, thinking that he's glad he doesn't have to lug a sword with him, but at the same time, he wishes he still had it, just in case one of them gets close enough that his bow becomes useless. ]
I'm heading to the woods to check on the traps. [ Come with me, or don't. It doesn't need to be said. ]
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Still, Mike has a point, so Gale pauses long enough for him to catch up. He eyes the weapons warily, thinking that he's glad he doesn't have to lug a sword with him, but at the same time, he wishes he still had it, just in case one of them gets close enough that his bow becomes useless. ]
I'm heading to the woods to check on the traps. [ Come with me, or don't. It doesn't need to be said. ]