Jerome fixed his grip on Bajan, pausing to look around. The forest they were in went on forever. Bajan had tired out hours ago and jumped on Jerome's back to sleep. He took in a deep breath, smelling wet leaves and dirt. He paused and moved his shoulders, getting Bajan to wake up.
"I'm changing. It'll be quicker."
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Shelter... Shelter... Shelter...
Jerome crouched down to avoid low branches. They hit dark oak so it was easier to move. Bajan was on his back, bow drawn just in case. Jerome was in his beast form, since it was quicker travel to a place to camp. A creeper had peaked around a tree, but once glance at the monsterous beast and he was gone.
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Pushing tall grass back, the duo walked through the field, seeing a jungle now too far off. Branches high enough for high rise camps. Plus Jerome grew up in a jungle. Bajan glanced at his friend, grinning.
"You think this is a good home?"
Jerome smiled back, "after all that travel? I'm ready for one."
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100 Drabbles
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