Tabitha paced restlessly before the fire, casting every now and then a searching look towards the trees, hoping to catch a glimpse of John, but she saw nothing. He had been gone for the past twenty minutes, and Tabitha was very worried.
"If only he wasn't so stupid to go off alone," she thought with frustration, "I just hope nothing bad happened to him."
She sat herself down on a log, waiting another ten minutes, but it was apparent that John was not going to make a appearance. With a sigh, the vixen knew what she had to do.
"Guys, wake up," Tabitha said, popping her head through the tent's flap.
The reaction she got from Cassy and Marty was far too slow for the vixen's liking: groans came from the two sleeping bags on the ground, and Cassy saying, "Not now mommy. Five more minutes."
Tabitha groaned with impatience. She could not believe how lazy these two were. She would not dare think what would happen if there was a attack on their campsite.
"Get up!" Tabitha said with a little more authority, kicking Marty gently.
"Ouch!" cried the cheetah, quickly sitting up right, "What the hell was that for?"
"For being a lazy-ass," she said, glaring at him, "Wake Cassy up and get out here. We got a problem."
Moving sluggishly, yawning and rubbing their eyes, it took a while for everyone to be assembled outside before the fire, and Tabitha told them what happened earlier.
"And why didn't you try to stop him?" asked Cassy.
"I did," said the vixen, "But you know how he is: all brawn but no brain, always rushing into things he can't handle."
"Great!" exclaimed Marty, throwing his hands up in the air, "Now we got to mount up a search-party to find the dofus!"
"But who's going to stay behind and guard the camp?" asked Cassy.
That send Tabitha thinking for a while. "No one, unfortunately," she finally said, "I think John has been captured by something and that something is probably going to try and catch us as well, so it's best that we all go together and try not to get separated."
The tactic sounded plausible enough, so they saddled up their gear and went out to find their missing companion. But as they were making their way down the small hill, strange things began to happen: it first began with Marty seeing something dash by in the corner of his eye, then the air suddenly felt much colder, and everyone in the group getting the nagging feeling that they were being watched.
"Does anyone here have the feeling that we are being watched?" asked Cassy, her eyes zipping left and right.
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