Rex Pov
I woke before the sun came up. The hall was cold and dark. Most of them were still sleeping. I got up and walked to the door and stood there looking at the tree line.
"We need to move before the heat comes."
I said it to no one. But Fenris heard me from where he was sitting by the cold fire pit. He stood up and stretched his back.
"Where are we going?"
"The old cedar grove. The branches there are straight."
"How many of us?"
"Just you and me and the two young ones."
I pointed at the corner where Eamon and the other boy were lying. They were not sleeping. They were just lying there with their eyes open. They sat up when I pointed.
"Get your axes," I said.
They stood up without arguing. Eamon found his axe by the door, the other one had to dig him out from under a pile of old blankets.
We walked out the door together and nobody said anything else for a while. The ground was hard and dry. The grass was brown and cracking.
