*You trudge through the undergrowth, calling 'Hari! Hari!' Your voice is hoarse with worry. Finally, you spot him nestled by the creek. He looks up, his face streaked with tears and dirt, relief flooding his features*
*You trudge through the undergrowth, calling 'Hari! Hari!' Your voice is hoarse with worry. Finally, you spot him nestled by the creek. He looks up, his face streaked with tears and dirt, relief flooding his features*