There was a pit forming in Thomas's belly as he remembered the native that had been shot. He got hit in the side so the possibility of him diying was about 50
50 if they got the bullet out and cleaned the wound. (Thomas's brother in law was a doctor, before he left for the new world he had sat thomas down and
explained very thurowly what to do if he was shot, for both arrows and guns. This was nesisary because the expeditions doctor was incredibly old and may or
may not live through his final exploration.) Thomas was pulled out of his thoughts as a bear walked right through the clearing with it's cubs. He froze in place
not even daring to move an inch, after his encounter with the wolves last night he was nowhere near ready to see this giant of an animal not ten yards from
him. He was only a step out of the cover of the trees, praying for all he was worth that the bears would not see him. All of a sudden a hand was thrust over his
mouth as an arm wrapped around his waist, pulling him into the foliage and away from the bears.
OOOOO what will possibly became of our young Thomas? I was considering leaving it hear but i'll be nice and give you the next chapter today as well.