"I don't think we can get more than another night or two out of it before it's not sturdy enough to support our weight - everything rots quickly in this place. But a night's a night."
He stopped in front of a large tree and pointed up.
Nothing was visible up there. The foliage hid it from view and so did the additional camouflage he'd made, just in case.
"Let me go up first and get my spear and knife tucked away. If I were to fall and nick you or if you fell on me..."
The knife was in a sheathe he'd carved out of wood but the spear went into a holster of sorts that he'd made at his back and he didn't have any cover for the point. He was right that it could be disastrous if he or she fell, because even if they survived the drop, that was an accident waiting to happen.
It was a difficult climb, too. Guy had picked a good tree to mount a defense from, that was clear, but with him so exhausted and hungry, it wasn't the easiest of climbs. Fortunately, he was more adapted to climbing than some. There were a few places that Joan would see him just dig his fingers into the bark and hoist himself up rather than using a branch. Under more ideal circumstances, she might have been able to see him climbing up the thing in just a matter of a minute or two but this time, he had to take care because of his exhaustion and it slowed him down.
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He stopped in front of a large tree and pointed up.
Nothing was visible up there. The foliage hid it from view and so did the additional camouflage he'd made, just in case.
"Let me go up first and get my spear and knife tucked away. If I were to fall and nick you or if you fell on me..."
The knife was in a sheathe he'd carved out of wood but the spear went into a holster of sorts that he'd made at his back and he didn't have any cover for the point. He was right that it could be disastrous if he or she fell, because even if they survived the drop, that was an accident waiting to happen.
It was a difficult climb, too. Guy had picked a good tree to mount a defense from, that was clear, but with him so exhausted and hungry, it wasn't the easiest of climbs. Fortunately, he was more adapted to climbing than some. There were a few places that Joan would see him just dig his fingers into the bark and hoist himself up rather than using a branch. Under more ideal circumstances, she might have been able to see him climbing up the thing in just a matter of a minute or two but this time, he had to take care because of his exhaustion and it slowed him down.