Floodplane 1 | Page 43

“Oldwell Market, he’s gone with Dustin!” Gabry smirked, “They won’t be back till dusk at least.” he added with apparent satisfaction, noticing that the entire group were now attending to his words (all but Prago anyway).

“I’m hungry!” Nestor wailed, the others nodded or voiced their assent.

“Well if we can’t find the Commander, we’ll find some food then.” Balph announced stepping past the Hugbidtha.

“If you do find food, how do we know you’ll bring it to us and not just keep it for yourselves?” Gabry objected.

“You don’t.” Kade retorted and followed Balph.

“I’m coming too then.” Gabry grumbled as he hurried to catch up.

“Whassat?” Mordon muttered as he turned over and opened an eye.

“Go back to sleep.” Kip huffed, “We probably won’t get anything to eat today anyway.”

“Shut up. You’re making my head hurt.” Reko growled as he gingerly sat on the tunnel floor.

“The ant was hungry, hungry…” crooned Prago

“Me too.” Nestor grumbled, “I could eat a horse.”

Prago gave him a startled look, but went back to humming, adding: “The ant his name was Nestor, Nestor…”

The others laughed and Prago rocked faster.

Balph had never been through these tunnels except at the Commander’s orders. He moved from trepidation to exhilaration as he led the way to the store cave down the Tiglath tunnel. There wasn’t much left in the store cave now, after all they planned to take what they needed from the upper world.