"A resting place is a great place for resting," Ruby said, "We might be able to reach the place I spotted the big buzzing flyers by nightfall, but if we don't, we can seek rest at a resting place."
Cleve trotted behind, keeping his head low. He was still recovering from the shock encountered from meeting the fast-biters. Although it wasn't the only time he killed a living creature, he still felt bad about it somehow. Cleve walked silently, wishing that this would be their last encounter with sharpteeth.