it went pretty smoothly but eragon wasn't watching where he stepped and stepped on a spot of leaves and his leg fell through, the other leg was able to grip the tree he was walking on but it still hurt
"yeah... im. fine" he said through his beak though he really wasnt he could feel that he had torn some muscle when his legs split. grunting from the strain he stood up, it hurt but he needed to go on
Sadie shook her head. Sometimes she hated Eragon. He had so much pride, he couldnt even admit that he was hurt. In a way he reminded her of Dante. She could never like some one like Eragon. She shook her head again.
"alright lets keep going" he said and started to walk forward. each step pained him but he hid his pain with his determination, he knew how much it meant to falyn to find her brother so he had to help her, and he was determined to find him
Sadie followed. She decided that when he finally did pipe up about his pain, she wouldnt help him. Sadie walked on. she rarely came to this part of the forest, there were so many herbs here. Some that were rather uncommon.
eragon remembered when he was a chick his father always told him 'never reveal your pain it makes you look weak and that makes me look weak' even though he knew now that his father was wrong he had a hard time letting go of old habits, a single tear rolled off his beak
(my dad just came home and tossed a compleetly soaked shirt into my hands, worst part, it wasnt water