Peter lets out a sigh. "I'm going first," he announces. He flicks out the light and immediately jumps up and crawls up one tree, then leaps to another, and then another. It's not so dark that he can't easily see the form of the tree in front of him, but he can't rely on his sight to easily see anything that might be meandering below.
Thankfully, after about a dozen trees, he can hear it; he stops where he's perched in one of the branches and strains his eyes to make out what's down below. All he can really see is that it's big and walking on fours (or maybe more -- it's hard to tell, but it's definitely not bipedal).
He wishes there was some way he could communicate this to Alec without giving himself away.
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Date: 2018-12-02 06:12 am (UTC)Thankfully, after about a dozen trees, he can hear it; he stops where he's perched in one of the branches and strains his eyes to make out what's down below. All he can really see is that it's big and walking on fours (or maybe more -- it's hard to tell, but it's definitely not bipedal).
He wishes there was some way he could communicate this to Alec without giving himself away.