Walking WoundedChapter 9
The forest of course never really lies silent at any time of the day. Activity continues on different schedules for different animals. Beneath the moon, some were stirring for their day, ready to find food, water, shelter and maybe even some amusement. Brian, on the other hand, had woken almost 30 minutes ago and was contemplating the growing need to go to the toilet. He tried vainly to roll onto his side to lessen the pressure on his bladder but the pain in his shoulder still prevented much...