Thirty minutes later she’s trudging back through the jungle with a shipwrecked mutant in tow. He’s slick with sweat and doesn’t talk much, gingery whiskers dripping when he freezes to listen, one eye cottoned over blind and the other bitterly sharp.
The sun is high in its arc and most animal life is quiet in the shade, hunkered down, waiting for night.
After a moment, he shifts the pack on his shoulders and continues on without explanation. ]
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Thirty minutes later she’s trudging back through the jungle with a shipwrecked mutant in tow. He’s slick with sweat and doesn’t talk much, gingery whiskers dripping when he freezes to listen, one eye cottoned over blind and the other bitterly sharp.
The sun is high in its arc and most animal life is quiet in the shade, hunkered down, waiting for night.
After a moment, he shifts the pack on his shoulders and continues on without explanation. ]