[ The man admiring Peter's coat is a stone's throw away from Yan. If he kept moving forward, she'd have to try and scramble back, and then she'd be heard, he'd see her, she doesn't know how she'd get away—
But her panicked senses hear something else – someone else.
The hunter turns with Peter's jacket in his hands, and Yan can see past him to see Peter stepping into the clearing.
She chastises herself for how relieved she immediately is.
Run. Run. Run.
But she doesn't run.
The hunter with Peter's coat straightens, looking Peter up and down. ]
Looks like it's mine now. Something here on the ground – looks pretty abandoned to me.
no subject
But her panicked senses hear something else – someone else.
The hunter turns with Peter's jacket in his hands, and Yan can see past him to see Peter stepping into the clearing.
She chastises herself for how relieved she immediately is.
Run. Run. Run.
But she doesn't run.
The hunter with Peter's coat straightens, looking Peter up and down. ]
Looks like it's mine now. Something here on the ground – looks pretty abandoned to me.