Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160716191324/@comment-5543592-20160718201201

Randall walked back to camp on edge, and his beast was as well, it's hackles rising and as it was growling lowly. He didn't doubt someone was nearby, but whoever they were, they had the advantage of being more in tune with the island than he was.

He stepped out of brush, catching sight of Martha.

"Were you followed?" He asked tersely. "Does anyone know you're out here?"