They decided to get away from camp and stop for breakfast somewhere else, so once packed, they slowly moved out. Bear made sweeping circles, sniffing, disappearing and reappearing again. Thistle, Baden and Poppy just walked, they did not say much; somehow words couldn t explain how they felt. Thistle s mind repeated the pictures of the night before, going over, and over again, each time reliving the feelings. He guessed the other two were doing the same. It was mid-morning when they finally stopped. Bear paced up and down, impatient to get going and Thistle knew why. At the back of his mind he could feel that they were being followed. Fear rose in him and his stomach tightened. He looked at Baden and knew he could not face another attack. Bear lumbered over and nudged Poppy. She got up and pulled her bag over her shoulders.

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