Robin & Tess, three hours later
There were apple cores scattered around Robin and Tess, still hanging out on a low-trafficked part of the trail. It's probably some stupid shortcut they insist on taking. It's probably mostly just the woods.
The intervening three hours had been emotional. They laughed. They cried. Robin tried to throw Tess his apple eating knife and ended up cutting her. Then he insisted on teaching her how to field dress the wound even though it was really more like a scratch. They bonded.
It was honestly beautiful.
But it was also getting fucking old, and their legs hurt, and they kind of looked like they were already going feral? Like, how? They've been on their own for three hours.