BRIAR'S POV
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I ignored what he called me before demanding we continue to travel, and luckily he agreed, and the tension brewing between us is...small. It mostly feels like I just don't want to look at him because he'll say something that would make my eyes roll, like he's done several times over and over again in the last several hours since we started riding again. The silence is quite comfortable, but it's the birds in the trees that snag my attention, and there has been a few bunnies hopping along through bushes as we ride in silence.
"Do you think it'll take three or four days?" Fenrys asks, "To get there," He adds for clarification, but I truly can't answer that since I'm concerned about our whereabouts. I have no f*****g clue where we are. "Do we have a compass?" I ask, and Fenr
