Our resting point was basically like the rest of the Tundra. Desolate, flat, wet, cold, and full of dread. The world must have been really breaking down... why...

    We set up our last three tents and piled in... I hadn't eaten since I had found the camp... this... this never was... I looked at the weapon Stranz had given me. It was practically a dagger, for it was only about one foot, blade length. So many thoughts... so many fears... they were waging an endless war in my head. I looked at Nathan. He was setting up our straw beds. I never should have dragged him into this... He looked scrawnier and I realized he hadn't eaten ever since we left the village. We had recently just been two teenagers, and now we were hunting massive flying siege weaponry. Funny, how lives change. My head pulsed, and my heart throbbed. Was I actually looking for my dad? I didn't know... what did I bring myself into...

"We should get to sleep," Nathan said, looking at me. He had fear on his eyes, his nose was red from cold, and his ears were white from both, fear and cold. Yet, he had a small smile on his face. He was a friend, who was irreplaceable.

   Stranz woke us up hurridly, "Get up, we don't have much time."
We awoke dreamily and started to pack up. I was about to drop my sleeping bag by the fire when Stranz jerked out a hand and said "Halt."

    He listened carefully, and I tried to do the same, but without luck. His eyes narrowed and he spoke two words, "She's awake,"

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     We split up, we had no time to waste in packing up. I walked carefully, hoping not to attract attention to myself. I walked for a rather long time... the wind shift from east to west, to west to east, and north and south. I heard a growling from a rock... it turns out I do this many times... now I'm paranoid, just my luck. I had walked for a long time and I had just about decided to turn back when I saw a rather dark mound.

     There she was, feeding off of a less fortunate tundra inhabitant. But then again, i didn't have much fortune left in me either. I slowly back stepped, hoping not to alert it and once I was far away enough I sprinted back.