Adam swung into consciousness, angry at himself for not having them each stand guard while the other slept. After pulling some leech-looking thing from his forearm, he looked around their tiny campsite and immediately noticed that Poul was gone.Both he and Sherri drew their MK’s and began a sweep of the jungle surrounding the clearing. It wasn’t long before Adam spotted where the Hyben had moved into the jungle, his tail leaving a wide swath in the muddy floor of the jungle.Silently motioning for Sherri to follow him, Adam began to track Poul further into the thick growth. After a couple of minutes, he heard a noise ahead of him. Holding up his clinched fist, Sherri froze. Then he alone moved forward.Ahead he saw Poul coming toward him, carrying in his mid-arms the carcass of a rodent about the size of a small dog. Spotting Adam, the diameter of Poul’s round mouth grew wider. “I got us some first-meal. It’s a grummer. I have to say I’ve bought plenty at the market, but I’ve never had to kill one myself.
