Aura hefted the rucksack onto her back, now considerably heavier with the added weight of one of the tents.  She had spent a bit more time packing to make sure the weight was distributed so as not to put too much strain on one part of of body.  Shortly they would be back at basecamp where they could set Reign with a comfortable bed and steady care.  Aura was relieved that the woman had made it thus far.<br/>Oddly, she was feeling quite happy about many things.  At the moment a bubble of pure joy shot through Aura.<br/>Looking at her feet, she giggled and stopping her trek, she looked down and  clapped the front of her feet together and stared at the knee high dark grey duraplas lab boots she was wearing.  It was not the first time she was grateful that she had on her lab boots when the alarm klaxon sounded.  Heavyduty, comfortable, lightweight, waterproof, weatherproof, and basically crudproof, she could walk through  a foot of animal dung (oh, here is hoping that is not something she will need to prove ever) without feeling an ill effect.  Well, she smirked, not in my feet anyway, she grimmaced at the thought."  It was then that she noticed Rijka had stopped walking as well and was grinning at her.  Covering a giggle with her hand, Aura pulled the straps of her rucksack out in front of her as though they were suspenders, and walking on her heals she chirped, "I love my boots!" in a singsong voice.  Then she hopped forward and slapping her hands on her knees gave Rijka a toothy grin, and bursting into throaty laughter, ran to catch up with the sheriff who had stopped at the sand ridge just shy of basecamp.