We hiked back downriver to the caves, after
stopping briefly to leave a message for Percy
and Samantha, and get out the supplies left
there.Weapons, some of his equipment, the
parcel with those spellbooks I brought down.
Ground covers, a flashlight,few other things
that'll be useful for setting up.
Sweet was quiet most of the way. It was
beautiful country, but I don't think that was
what he had on his mind.
When we packed up what we meant to take,
he looked up at the sky for a moment. It's still
overcast, has been since we arrived.

It wasn't that hard to guess what he was thinking,
roughly, when he added trank guns and ammo to
the pile of stuff he wanted us to take.
I didn't say anything.
First of all, while I can sense when the full
moon's getting closer, it's not like I have a
built-in calendar or alarm. I get irritable
sometimes, hungry more often, and nighttime
shifting gets easier as the Full Change nights
approach.
But I don't have any idea what phase this planet's
moon is in currently. I can't even see it.
We might have no more than a few minutes' warning,
worst case scenario.
And even if it's weeks away...It wasn't a full moon
night when Grant and I had that little "spat".
He's got to be thinking about that. He should.