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For the rest of the evening, plans were made. It was only until about late in the evening that they all dispersed to take care of what needed to be done for the night. The attack wouldn't be taking place until the day after tomorrow. Today was planning day, tomorrow was preparation day, and the day after that was the day that would change all of their lives.

Whisper stood by the edge of the village, grooming her horses. Macy lay down in the grass next to her mistress, dozing in the sunlight alongside Bonita. Whisper turned at a noise behind her. She smiled. "Hey Snake. How's it going?" she asked him.

"You should not be putting yourself at risk like this," he signed to her. "I do not like it."

Whisper gave him another smile, smaller than the first, and went over to him. "I know. But it must be done. This way, no one else gets hurt."

"I will be hurt," Snake argued. "Life without you is not worth living."

She held him close, feeling his arms as they wrapped around her waist. "And the same for me Snake. You and the rest of the Joes, they are my family now. Not that pitiful creature that calls himself Cobra Commander. He killed my other family. He isn't going to get this one. Not as long as I shall live, will he hurt my new family."

Snake Eyes rested his chin on the top of Whisper's head. He didn't sign anything, didn't make a sound or move. And neither did Whisper. Both just stood in the fading sunlight, comforting each other before the events that tomorrow would bring.

The next morning was chilly, as it usually was in the morning in Australia. Whisper slipped out of bed and got dressed, braiding her long brown hair to keep it out of the way. She turned and smiled as Snake woke up and slipped out of the bed. He came over to her and kissed her deeply before starting to get dressed himself.

Last night had been amazing. As the sun had gone down, Whisper had asked Snake Eyes to stay with her that night. He had done as she requested without a second's hesitation. She was surprised when he had taken off his mask and visor, revealing his scarred face and chilling blue eyes. And she thought her silver eyes were bad. Things had kind of just taken off from there.

Heat rushed to Whisper's cheeks when she thought about last night, hurriedly finishing up her braid and making sure that all her weapons and things were in place. She finished before Snake, but waited patiently for him to join her. A few minutes later, he did and the duo left Whisper's hut to join the others in the mess hall.

No one seemed surprised when Whisper and Snake arrived together, nor did any of the guys ask where Snake had been last night. They were smart enough to know that if they wished to keep their good health, they wouldn't make any hints on what they knew had happened last night.

Whisper smiled brightly at the others. "Good morning," she said, sitting down to join them. She gladly accepted the bowl of warmed wheat and sugar she had been given, eating hungrily. While she did eat, they went over the plan for the day once more.

The plan was to send the white she-wolf, they would have to get a name for her soon, and Macy on ahead to scout the area and the old campsite. Then, the others would take the horses into the camp and get the clothing from the dead soldiers that had attacked them previously a few nights ago. After that, they would return to the camp and prepare and plan for the battle that would accure tomorrow.

Whisper finished her breakfast quickly, ready to go and ready to do something after days of inaction due to her injury. She touched her arm absently, feeling the smooth silky bandage that was wrapped around her bicep. Snake looked over at her. Even with his mask on, Whisper was able to guess what his expression looked like; eyebrow cocked and a slight frown on his lips, asking if she was ok.

Whisper gave a nod. "I'm fine," she said quietly so that the others couldn't hear her. Macy looked up, good ear flicked towards her mistress. She looked almost comical with her one floppy ear down and her other one sticking straight up. Whisper couldn't help, but to give a slight chuckle and stroke the German Shepherd. "I'm fine," she repeated, looking the shepherd in the eye. Macy gave a small whimper and licked Whisper's cheek. Whisper smiled and touched her nose to her dog's. "I love you, too, sweetie. Stay safe while you're out, alright?" As if she knew what she was saying, and Whisper didn't doubt that she did, Macy gave a slight incline of her head and licked Whisper's cheek again. Whisper couldn't help, but to hug her around the neck and a tear almost escaped when Macy lay her head on Whisper's back, hugging her back. "I love you," she whispered before reluctantly breaking away from her.

Snake watched the scene in silent awe. He would never have expected to Macy to act the way that she did. Actually, he thought, scratch that. Whisper and Macy shared a bond that only a close relation of dog and owner could experience. The shepherd had helped Whisper through hard times and had given her comfort. He knew that Whisper would be heartbroken if anything happened to the happy dog.

About an hour later, everyone was ready to go. The white she-wolf, who they had nicknamed Ghost for the time being, and Macy had left just over ten minutes ago to scout out the area. Whisper was sitting on Nightlock's back once more, Snake sitting behind her. The others were spread out, but close enough so that they could still see and communicate with each other. Along with that, the team was also loaded with weapons and an ear piece.

Ghost and Macy reappeared from through the long grass. Ghost took a step forward. "The area is clear. But you should hurry. I sense that something is amiss," she said.

Whisper gave a nod. "Thank you," she said politely before relaying the news to the others.

Duke gave a nod and signaled to Scarlett and Ripcord. "Let's move out," he said before nudging his horse into a fast canter, and then into a slow gallop. The others raced after him, on their guard should anything or anyone be laying waiting for them.

Minutes later, Whisper slowed Nightlock slightly, silver eyes scanning the area for danger. She signaled to Snake, wanting to be as quiet as possible, telling him that she didn't see anything. Then, she motioned to Macy to take the led. She watched as the shepherd's sleek form disappeared into the long grass and she pulled Nightlock to a stop, signaling for the others to do the same. She slipped down from Nightlock and waited until Snake Eyes was behind her before signaling out in ASL what she wanted him to do. His shoulders shook in a silent chuckle.

"You are a genius, Whisper," he signed.

Whisper smiled, taking up her position by Nightlock's shoulder while Snake went by her hindquarters. Once he was ready, Whisper tapped Nightlock's shoulder and the mare started to slowly walk forward, her form hiding both Whisper and Snake.

To anyone else, it would only look like a black mare walking through the grass, while in reality, Whisper and Snake were walking step-by-step with her, legs hidden by the grass.

Whisper froze and tensed when the grass ahead of them moved, but relaxed when she saw that it was only Macy. The dog was relaxed and calm, meaning that no danger was ahead.

She smiled at Macy and started to move forward once more. Two minutes later, they arrived at the mostly destroyed camp. While Snake and Duke kept watch, Whisper, Ripcord, and Scarlett moved around throughout the camp. They gathered clothes, food, camping gear, and weapons. Whisper found those who had died and stripped them of their uniforms. She was a bit upset that she was probably disturbing the dead, but it was either being disrespectful or not living. She preferred living.

Once she had the uniforms, Whisper went back over to the others, strapping the uniforms onto Nightlock's back along with a few of the other supplies that they had gathered. The others horses were also loaded down with supplies. Whisper sent Macy and Ghost on ahead before nudging Nightlock into a gallop, the others following after her. They reached the camp quickly, not wanting to linger any longer than they had to.

Part one of their plan was complete. Part two would be put into action by night's end.