The rain has finally subsided, and he gets up, soaking wet, and starts to look for Seth again. By this time, he's sicker than a human. He goes up to a tree, and happens to look up.
An arrow flies by his shoulder, barley scratching his skin. "Oh my gosh." He runs in the opposite direction. "Oh no! It's those humans that escaped a while ago!" He was surrounded. "NO! PLEASE DON'T!" he whispers out of his voiceless mouth.
"You dirty furry. You think you can outrun us?" One of them says.
"Please! Just let me find my son!" I respond quietly.
"There are others? Good." A short one says evilly.
I should've kept my mouth shut. Now I probably endangered them all. He says. They grab him by his arm, and pull him up, putting a knife to his neck. Oh dear God help me.
"Take us to the others." The first one orders.