Chapter 7

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I woke up to Issac telling me to get up. He made some coffee and said we were going to be leaving as soon as possible. The three of us sat near the fire and had something to drink. After everything that happened last night, none of us had anything to say. We all knew what happened, and none of us wanted to address it yet.

As we drank our coffee in silence I stared into my cup. I thought about how the female badger following us probably saved us last night. She scared the anthros off which kept us three from having to kill anyone ourselves. I guess she decided to help us out since I made a lean for her and gave her a rainproof poncho.

We all finished our drinks and packed our things up. We moved the table covering the door and stepped outside. The rain has since stopped, leaving muddy roads, soaking wet grass, and a very pleasant chill. All that stuff was ignored almost immediately since I noticed the dead elk laying in the front yard.

He was completely soaked from rain and rigour Mortis had probably set in.

"Should we bury him?" I asked.

"Fuck no, he and his gang tried to kill us or make us sex slaves if we surrendered." Pat replied.

"I'm with Pat on this one," Issac agreed. "that elk was pointing a musket right at me with the intent to kill me. He doesn't deserve to be buried by us. We don't even have the time to do so, we need to get as far away as possible from this cabin before the revolutionaries get back."

"I know, but it feels wrong to not bury a dead person." I somberly replied while looking at the elk's body.

"Don't feel bad about it, let's just ignore what happened last night and hope no one else dies in the future," Issac advised before walking over to the road.

I was about to follow him but remembered the lean in the woods behind the cabin.

"I gotta check the lean before we leave," I explained while walking over to the corner of the cabin.

"I hope your badger girlfriend doesn't kill you." Pat joked.

"I'm not in love with her," I angrily remarked.

"Then why do you keep on doing things for her?"

"She saved our lives last night, she is helpful. The least we can do is help her out in return, or even just make sure she didn't get shot or burned last night."

Pat was about to say something else but Issac nudged him with his elbow. I turned and walked around to the back of the cabin. I looked into the woods and things seemed empty. I got a bit closer and fully made it past the cabin when I noticed something off to my left. I looked over and noticed 5 horses tied to the poles in the small shed.

They probably belonged to the revolutionaries. I didn't know they had horses and I'm surprised they didn't come back to get them. I guess they didn't want to risk the badger shooting them or us shooting them since we were actually awake.

I checked out the horses and all of them were saddled up and ready to go. Excitement ran through me as I realized how much of a good thing this would be for us. I was just about to yell for my friends when I heard a rustling and branches breaking in the trees.

I looked over at them and noticed a figure with a white head and musket slung over their shoulder running away. That was definitely the badger. I feel bad for scaring her away. She was probably having a good sleep after the rain had stopped, and now she had to wake up and run off. It's probably for the best, if I checked out the lean and found her sleeping she probably would have shot me as soon as she woke up.

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