Page 20 of Sohut's Protection

She’d starve to death, but realistically, she’d probably die of thirst first.

Biting her bottom lip, she looked out into the jungle.

If the alien came close, she’d have to get rid of him.

There was no other choice.

Well, there was another choice but that one involved her getting eaten—and not in the way that would make her scream in pleasure.

Cleo’s shoulders slumped as she let out a huge breath.

She couldn’t sit and wait.

She had to go out.

If he was coming for her, the least she could do was try to defend herself.

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Creeping through the jungle was difficult when trying to be completely silent.

The dried leaves and branches she stepped on screamed like she weighed a ton.

Still, she mostly managed to be quiet.

And with Wawa on her shoulder, it was easy to not get caught.

She knew he’d become alert if they came too close to anything dangerous to them—blue guy included.

Hurrying through the bushes, she clutched the bones she’d gathered to her chest.

They were the bones of a large animal, she was sure.

Months ago when she’d first come upon them, Wawa had seemed disturbed and a plan had hatched in her mind immediately.

She’d use the bones if she ever had to defend her territory.

Because this was her territory now.

It was her and Wawa’s home.

She wasn’t going to let those green orcs take it away from her.

Taking a wide arc, she dropped the bones in random places, partially covering some with dirt and fallen leaves so it looked natural and not like she’d just put them there.

On her shoulder, Wawa watched her with interest, but he didn’t seem alert to any danger.

Still, she hurried.

If this plan didn’t work…if the alien didn’t see the bones and assume some dangerous beast lived on the mountain, then she’d have to get rid of him somehow while he rested.

Cleo gulped.

She really hoped it didn’t get to that.

She wasn’t sure she could kill someone and live with her conscience.

As she set down the last bone, she didn’t dare to even wait to catch a breath.

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