Joe buried his face in Gomamon's side, sniffling. Tai and Shin were fighting again, arguing over whether or not to climb the mountain. The seven-year-old hated the fighting, hated all the noise, hated all the memories it brought back. The small seal wriggled, pressing against his Tamer. He wanted to protect Joe, but there didn't seem to be any real threat.
Matt clutched at the strap of the emergency bag the camp had supplied him. He bit his lip and shifted from foot to foot. As the oldest, he knew he had to stop the fighting, but he wasn't sure he knew how. Gabumon stood just as uneasily beside him, trying to hide deep in his own furs.
"We don't know what's up there," Shin insisted. "You're going to get us all killed, Tai!"
"Up there, we can see the whole island – we'll be safer!" Tai glared.
Shin shoved Tai first, the brunette stumbling back a step. He growled and flung himself at his classmate, fists already flying. Joe sobbed into Gomamon's fur as Matt ran forward to separate the two.
A/N: Soo~ I kinda got distraced what with being sick and all x.X;;; But don't worry, I'm going to catch up with a massive post influx!