When Cole came to, it was morning. He yawned and shook Siarra, "wake up, it's morning Siarra."
Siarra groaned, pushing away from him and turning over, refusing to get up.
Cole shook her some more, "come on, we have to. Wake up."
Siarra whimpered. "Don't wanna..." She mumbled sleepily.
Cole kissed her forehead in an attempt to wake her up, "well you have to."
Siarra pouted, looking up at him. "Why?"
"We need to move," Cole whispered, "now." He pointed to the men coming alongside the road. "They look suspicious."
Siarra glanced at them and sighed. "Okay..."
"Forget the horse," Cole said, "let's go into the forest."
"No, we might need it Cole." Siarra told him. "We should bring it with us."
"I don't want to risk it," Cole cringed.
"Cole." Siarra's voice was firm. "If we need to get away quickly, our best bet is the horse. It would also look suspicious if we just left it."
"Okay," Cole sighed, "let's hurry up though."
Siarra nodded, getting the horse.
Cole waited for Siarra to get the horse, then he started for the woods.
Siarra followed him, chewing on her lip nervously as they moved along.
Cole felt an intense presense around him, maybe it was just his adrenaline kicking in but he was getting ready for action. He glanced at Siarra for a small moment.
Siarra could feel it. She heard hooves nearby, of horses being rode in a clearer path ."They're following us..."
"Then hurry and get on the horse," Cole said.