Sol slipped out of the tribe using the same hidden entrance he had discovered previously… a section of the palisade where the wood had rotted from the inside, covered by rocks and thick, thorny vines. The path was safe, or at least, devoid of people. But, he still moved with heightened alertness, the memory of Vurok's ambush fresh in his mind.
He squeezed through the gap, checking left and right, and popped into the blinding green vastness of the wilderness.
But once he was clear of the village's immediate clearing, the human threat faded, replaced by the crushing majesty of the primitive wild.
This time, he was sensible. He navigated toward the Hunter's Trail.
