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"That sounds fine by me. Just make sure it doesn't notice." He inspected the arrow shaft he'd been working on. Perfectly straight. He placed it in the pile of finished arrow shafts and reached down, only to find he'd finished the entire pile. He then began cutting the slots for the arrow heads. It took less than ten seconds a shaft. "You'll have to take it up with Zander though. He might be wiped out from clearing us a trail." He stood up, picking up the pile of arrow shafts. "Sounds like you guys got this covered, so I'll be in my tent. Let me know if things get crazy." He grinned and walked off, slipping into his tent.

After lacing up the front of his tent, not to tightly in case he needed to get out quickly, he took of his pauldron and rubbed the paste he'd traded Lauren for. He shivered as he applied it. It was cold as the mountain peak, but it greatly eased the pain. It was warmer in his tent anyway, since it kept out the wind.