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Your route to Redding the day before had been easygoing, but today was a real challenge.
Soon after you'd set off, the three of you were faced with a thin trail through several mountains as your only way forward. The area didn't seem to be so deadly until you took note of just how tall the grass had become. It became difficult to see Steele at some points, with even Mary getting lost on occasion, and you were soon forced to walk on tip-toes to make sure that you could see <span class="mu-i">anything.</span>
"Walter? Walter, boy, are you around?" A faint voice called from someplace in the sea of grass. A faint bleat accompanied another, followed by something running into your calf and quickly raising an electrified tail to deal with... something.
Something that you most certainly saw by the time you could make out that Mary had rejoined you.
Three piercing yellow eyes could be seen through the tall grass, glaring at your friend. A fourth pair, blue in color, could be seen to the left. It was looking more at you than at Mary... but you were too busy being distracted by the middle pair's odd twitching to focus on that.
A low growl resounded through the tiny patch of tall grass the pair of you now occupied. Whatever Mary had done to anger these strangers, you didn't know... but now you had to deal with it.
How would you go about that?
>By making noise! Call out for Steele. Pretend to bark. Be as intimidating or confusing as you can to try and get back on your intended route as soon as possible without issue.
>By battling! If Mary could take down so many Stars of Death, she'd have no issue with a very small pack of angry canines. Especially not with an ally like you by her side.
>By running! You're only a coward when it makes strategic sense, and a 2v3 (or 4) matchup seems like a pretty valid excuse for a "tactical retreat". Besides, you had someplace more important to be!
