Despite the disadvantage, Reaper put up an owl-sized fight as he was wrapped in that cloth, hooting and screeching. He hissed once he was set down on the log, looking around this small glade where 76 had clearly made camp and now was looking to move on to a new location.

He disliked how much their training and survival skills often meant that they thought of the same avenues to avoid detection. Jack was terribly antisocial.

"Why are you dragging me around with you?"