Horius nodded, walking the last miles, carrying her. His muscles seemed to want to let in every second of the last mile, but somehow he made it, kneeling down weakly to set her down as they arrived to the cabin.
At that moment, Persepolis glanced out the window. She watched as a bolt of lightning cracked down from the sky, into the forest. Her gaze sharpened as she saw a tree shake, as if it had been hit. She hoped that the boy was right, that their friends were camping out and waiting out the storm.
River winced as he put her down. "Thanks."
Lucas nodded, still tense. "Maybe." He shot Horius a glance, then kneeled on his sister`s other side to take a look at her wounds also.
Just as bluntly, Persepolis replies, "Persepolis. And I didn't."
"Then you followed us." River said, then paused, thinking. "That means the others can too." She muttered. "I`m River Fleur." She said, a slightly kind tone to her voice.
"Unfortunately, they probably could." Persepolis said. "If they wanted to. And if they could find your tracks, or rather, mine." She gave a slight smirk. "I took the same path as you guys, but mostly on wing and in the trees. And I covered your tracks behind me. They'd be hard pressed to find anything. Plus, they didn't even know I lived there so they don't know I left."
"That`s good of you." River said, feeling relieved.
