Yosef and Orden continued their planning for about an hour. It was starting to get late, and they decided it was best to continue in the morning.<br/><br/>Sleep was not coming easy for Yosef. He was feeling restless, and decided he’d step outside to get some fresh air. He sat near the fire pit. There was a small fire burning, but it was still enough to produce a nice amount of heat. It sort of made him think about his own internal fire in a way, only that was burning much more brightly.<br/><br/>The thought filled him with even more energy, which wasn’t helping. He has waited for the moment where he’d find Trent ever since Batya was taken from him a few weeks ago. Deep down, there was worry. What if she wasn’t alive and he was doing this all in vain? He wanted to believe that was not the case but, he couldn’t help it, he wondered if she was dead.<br/><br/>Orden suggested that he step outside before he gets too anxious. Unfortunately, he was already too late for that. The fox was not just anxious anxious; truth be told, he wasn’t sure what he was feeling outside of sheer determination and restlessness. All he could think about was Batya, and then there was the matter of helping Kyra. He wasn’t sure what he was going to do about that himself.<br/><br/>Yosef stood up from the rock.<br/><br/>They would cross that bridge when they got there. For now, some rest was in order. They truly had a long journey ahead of them.