Garret ran with the others, pausing only a few times, to listen for pursuers and to reload his repeating crossbow. The otherside had it's hairy moments. Though this side seemed rife with danger.<br/><br/>Still this vacation is not what he expected. At least he was not unarmed. He read the footsteps of the others and followed along, though it was a moot point as he could hear some voices.<br/><br/>Laila or Miss Smith had some answers or something...as it seemed too much was off to be an ordinary occurence. Garret pulled his face mask up as he ran throught he forest, something told him it was a better idea to leave his face hidden till he got his bearing this world.<br/><br/>While he listened in on the voices he looked for the others that had been wounded by those dogs. His crossbow was loaded but not in his hands. Silent type, he was not, however this was not a time he felt that drawing attention would be wise.<br/><br/>((OOC...let me know if your character is wounded or near your charcter...actively looking to heal))