“are we done?“ he didn’t mean to sound like he was so over everything, but he was carrying a dead body and didn’t know how long he could keep it together. god he wanted to just slip away into the woods again. gus has titus and the head. jasper had whatever he took. medusa was next to him. henri had corey. ari hopefully had hoothoot. they were ready. “come on, let’s go. hey hoothoot, we’re leaving now. thanks for everything, our job here is done.“ he called out for the owl just in case he was still on the offense. tristan maintained his grip on samwise as he started leading the group back to camp. as he passed everything he kept his eyes out for anything that stuck out, knowing he didn’t have that much luck in picking out priceless things, but whatever. the hunter was looking for anything that stuck out to him before finally making it back to the border of the camp. “home sweet home...“
➸ TRISTAN leads them back to camp, keeping his eyes on the lookout (1/3)

















