Snippet #2636832

"By the fang, mate, all I know is that I am starving" Nova gasped, taking several breaths between each part of his sentence. He had not eaten all that day, and it was beginning to wear on him. Nova began to slow to a more maintainable pace, for though he prided himself for his agility, he could not endure a dead sprint for long.

Mulling the question over in his head for a little longer, he considered possible destinations. It was strange that, no matter how big the world was, if some wolf wanted you found, you would be. There had to be some fringe of society they wouldn't be pursued to! The obvious move would probably be the Sharikere's, however they would probably be overun before they reached the mountains. Even if they weren't, it would be impossible to stop BattleDemon and especially Durandel from being arrested as soon as they stepped foot on Ausi lands.

Two places did come to mind, however. The first was going back to the Elian Desert. That wasteland had almost engulfed him when he had been scouting for the Jera, and he doubted that their pursuers would follow them there. However, there was little food or water out there, which was a two edged sword. The other option would be hiding in the Dimitrios lands in the cliffs. There were enough crags and caves in there that they could never be found. They would be safe there.

When he caught his breath enough to relay his thoughts to Durandel and BattleDemon up ahead, Nova did so, ending by asking what they thought.