"I think after all this we should both skip leg day for a while." Arc didn't really believe that either of them would feel much like working out once they returned, which actually gave him a little sparkle of hope. If she were exhausted after taking him back home, she'd need a place to rest, which he could offer. Perhaps he could convince her to stay for a few days once they get back. "You know, by the time we get back, you're going to be pretty sapped. Wouldn't really be wise to head back out into the Wilds without having recovered first. You're welcome to stay until you've got your energy back." Of course he'd leave out the details regarding his hope that she'd say yes, but anyone who was paying attention would hear that in his voice.<br/><br/>Before Madison would even have time to answer, something caught his attention. A glint in the distance caught the light just right, reflecting it into the burned out shed. Immediately put on edge, Arc sat himself up at attention, peering into the distance. He couldn't see anything with his naked eye, so he hastily grabbed the helmet and threw it on his head, disregarding the sweat that remained on the inside headband. A few adjustments allowed him to zoom in. What he saw made his stomach clench immediately.<br/><br/>"Dune wolves... must've picked up our scent after we left the cave." Dune wolves were nasty creatures, with feral dispositions and wicked hunger issues. Known to be carnivorous only, dune wolves hunted in packs, but even one was considered extremely dangerous. Their increased size and mass made them very touch and freakishly strong at the sacrifice of intelligence. Little more than slobbering monsters by that point, they could be outwitted if one had the proper supplies.<br/><br/>"Shit..." he whispered.