Largash's POV
After walking for about two hours, we made it to the forest outskirts, that separated us from the attention of the big two.
within the forest, I and my other tribe warriors escorted the prisoners through this world of wood and leaf.
The forest hummed with life all around me. I twirl about, gazing up at the canopy, searching for the birds that sing sweetly. The sun breaks through the cracks, lighting up the dirt path ahead of me, decorated with outgrown roots, wildflowers and fallen leaves that crunch beneath my bare feet. I walked on, taking in the fragrance of minty grass and the damp earth. Each breathe is like water, fresh and cleansing, flowing freely into my lungs.
'Speaking of water, I suddenly feel thirsty' with that thought, I grabbed the half filled water flask hanging by the sides of my battle skirt.
Unfortunately, the peace didn't last long, because...
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