He placed the clip of magazine into his pocket an focused the gun straight ahead of him as he began walking backwards, his eyes darting across every area in the forest.

Her voice rang through the radio, "The sun's coming down, you got 20 minutes, just thought i would let you know."

He didn't bother replying, nor acknowledging the call the slightest - his mind was more focused on escaping these dense forests and getting back to camp. Before he could push another negative thought into his conscience, a snarl emanated from the trunk of a nearby tree, and a wolf sprang out. This time, Draco knew it was coming and his weapon instantly went to his side and it took him one shot to kill the wild animal.

Once down, a dozen more to go.

She didn't hear a reply and sighed, then looking at the tent John was in. She then sat against the tree and slept.