This week with Arlene and Jeff:
..."Shit," Morales grumbled as he now also watched the big animal through his scope. "You're right. He's definitely big." With a glance back over his shoulder, he continued, "It's the better part of a hundred yards to the crawler from here. He's probably three hundred yards away, but… I doubt we could get to the crawler before he would be on us, not the way those things cover ground. Shit," he grumbled, "I don't want to stay up half the night processing a fucking hide, but it looks like I won't have a choice. I'm certainly not going to throw a saber-tooth hide away." Then to Ashley, "Good job. If you hadn't seen him, the first we would have known about him would have been when he charged. We might have had to scramble to get a shot off."
"I wouldn't have noticed him either, but I happened to be looking in that direction, and when he moved, it caught my attention."
"Lobo and Lila would have known he was here as soon as we got out of the crawler, or maybe before," Ashley said.
"So, what do we do?" Christine wondered aloud.
"If we have to kill him, then we'll do it, and we'll all pitch in and help with the hide," Jasmine said.
"We would have to go back for the trailer before we could even start to skin him out," Morales pointed out. "Looks like my idea about checking out the garden was a bust."
"Maybe we could fire a few rounds and scare him off," Christine offered.
"Scare him off or piss him off," Morales said. "We're talking about a saber-tooth. Fear just doesn't seem to be part of their makeup, but let's begin easing back toward the crawler. Maybe he isn't hungry and will let us get away without a confrontation."
"Should we label that as wishful thinking?" Jasmine hurriedly asked as they saw the big beast come out of the woods and enter the field at a slow lope...
Have a goodun;
Roust