"Are you ready?" Silver asks, looking down at me. We had packed everything we had; we were ready. I took one last glance at our little den, and then we headed to the woods. The woods that were gonna be our new home. We knew them well enough. I practised my powers on the dead wood, while Silver made me target dummies. He practised as well. We have everything we need: even matches, heaven know what were gonna use them for. Anyway, we hurried on. It was only like three am, so we couldn't see, but my fire lead us through. We find a little, comfy spot by a pond, which is perfect.
"Silver, are you sure?" I ask, holding his arm. He nods, which reassures me a little. We lie down our sleeping bags and get comfy. Silver collects some wood and I set it on fire. We cuddle up together to keep warm. Silver uses his powers to waft the foul smoke away from us. To be honest, I kind of liked the smoky scent. It felt dangerous, and me and Silver loved danger. I can't believe we actually ran away. It was the bravest thing I'd ever done. With Silver here with me, it was much easier.