“This could be our last chance, why don’t we just take it?” My hand slipped from his shoulder. I sat up from the rock and marched over to a tree that sprouted up to the heavens.

“We don’t take it because..” he said.

“Because why?” I asked. My anger boiled inside me like a pot of stew over a churning fire.

“Because there is another way,” he said.

“Another way? How can there be another way? We are trapped. We aren’t getting out! Give up or go my way.” I said.

“Fine. Let’s give up!” He shouted. I saw the anger rush through his deep brown eyes. I ran right up to him and opened my mouth to speak but before I could an arow pierced the earth beside us.

I turned around and locked eyes with a hunter. My instinct was to run. I did. I ran up to tree and across the mess of branches. The hunter stood idle. Face full shock as I tossed my fist in their face and narrowly nudged their punch.

I crouched down and nearly fell but caught ahold of the branch.

“Might I say elegant?” He called from below.

“And your so helpful I assume,” I called, pulling myself back into the branch and dodging hits.

“Yes, yes I am.” He called.

“Fine, be my guest and take it away,” I kicked the hunter of the branch and watched him laugh.

“Make a decision! My plan or the wrong plan”