"To hell with scouts. Just walk right in. Can't make this any worse," whisper-sighed an irritated and resigned Maynette in reply from her own sunken bed in the soggy sod, resting her head between folded arms. She was convinced that any shred of stealth the group had clung to had been thoroughly dashed between when that damn pegasus blundered in and now.
May had half a mind to do as she herself suggested, but discipline yet held her whims in check. It wasn't that she didn't find the situation odd along with the rest of the party—really, what point was there in hiding outside an emptied village? No one to even cut!—rather, the plainswoman preferred to act rather than speculate. Given the brief fracas moments ago, further concealment seemed less and less necessary.
"Hey," Maynette whispered to Thestle now, once again resisting the urge to call him "Fluffneck" out of rising spite, "Got a backup plan? Gonna find and kill those dumbs scouts myself soon if not."
May had half a mind to do as she herself suggested, but discipline yet held her whims in check. It wasn't that she didn't find the situation odd along with the rest of the party—really, what point was there in hiding outside an emptied village? No one to even cut!—rather, the plainswoman preferred to act rather than speculate. Given the brief fracas moments ago, further concealment seemed less and less necessary.
"Hey," Maynette whispered to Thestle now, once again resisting the urge to call him "Fluffneck" out of rising spite, "Got a backup plan? Gonna find and kill those dumbs scouts myself soon if not."