Thorn's Scar

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==Thorn's Scar==
art by spellboundd on AJCW
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"Come on. If we run away today, the rain can wash away our scent! Tomorrow it won't rain, so it makes it so they can find us easier!"
"But all the shelter will be damp and muddy!"
"So what? Thorn can bring towels. We'll be okay! We may even catch the train."
"Crow, you one sided- moron!"
This was a normal sight between the brothers. Arguments. But this time, it needed to cool down faster than normal. We were on a tight schedule that day, and the sky was already darkening. I frowned, deciding to be patient and hope for the disagreement to be fixed on it's own.
But the exchange of growls, angry remarks and volume rising continued.
I have to do everything, don't I.
"Guys, hush!" I snapped, tail tip lashing in irritation. "How about a vote?" I slowed my tone, almost as if I was speaking to bickering pups. After all, that situation would sounded similar to this. Johnny nodded, sitting in the wet grass beside me. "A vote, y'all."
The brothers scowled, eventually sitting down too. "Okay." I said, smiling softly. "All in favor for Sawyer's plan of leaving tomorrow, put their paw up."
Sawyer put his paw up, growling softly when he saw nobody did the same. He flicked his ear and put it soon back down. "We'll do Crow's plan." He grunted, looking up at his slightly taller sibling with his ears down. "But what about packing?"
"Lightly." Crow said, shrugging. "All our money. Our knives. A few bandanas and collars, possibly. Some smaller bags for food. A map. Herbs?" He looked at me at the mention of plants, mouth open mid sentence.
"I packed plenty, and some travelling herbs. Aswell as my guide and journal, too. And everything else we might need. Flashlights, uh.." I trailed off, going to grab my bag to check what else I had, but a white paw soon pushed me forcefully down into a crouch.
"Christy!" Crow hissed in a whisper, eyes narrowed as he looked up at the sloping road. The jet black canine beside me was right. After looking up myself, I spotted the slightly plump tan female struggling down the hill, halfway down the sidewalk.
"Change of plans! We gotta leave early." Crow snapped in a low tone. "Where should we go..The office? Or the forest?"
"If we go to the office, my mom could just catch us! She's at her friends," I reminded, ears flattened. "Let's book it to the forest!" I said, sliding my bag on and preparing to get up.
"Now, don't you boys go running off!" Christy was getting closer.
"She might get hurt!" Johnny was suddenly whining beside me, green eyes wide as he gazed at his mother between blades of grass.
"We can't stay to find out." I said, sighing. "Ready, gang? We gotta go to the forest!"
Crow and Sawyer nodded, Johnny hesitating but soon nodding himself. Swallowing, I waited for Christy to turn into the second cul de sac beside the yard we were in. "Go!" I whispered, and in unison, we grabbed our bags and sped to the small hill beside us. Knowing the familiar slope, Crow led, grabbing nearby trees to slow his fast sliding. After everyone else copied him,I followed last, taking one quick glance to see Christy knocking on Cody's brother's apartment door.
"We gotta get to Crow's house. Then we go past Fred's- where are we going again?" I asked, my whiskers starting to quiver.
"The road up Issac's old house."
"Fine. But let's head to Crow's house!" I announced, stomping my paw in the gravel. I was confident with being louder now, since we were quite ahead of Christy and farther away now.
"Boys! Come here this instant! I gotta know what you want for dinner!" Christy's voice was strained. 
Nevermind.
"Run! Around the junkyard and past the other apartments!" Sawyer yelped, making a dash around the large boxes of assorted car parts and near the building. Soon, we all followed, praying Christy wouldn't see us.
Once around the building, we made it to the feild. The long grasses and ground were wet and a cold, humid wind seemed to promise more rain. The only thought probably shared around us was about what we were about to do. We were running away from home. For a month. Youngsters traveling from a home and people who loved us.
But then, all thoughts of that vanished when we caught our breath and started running again.
"We're really doing this." I said, gazing at the hills and houses ahead of us. 
:Quit with that talk, I thought. Crow might consider me chicken.
"Yep." Stiff beside me, Sawyer nodded. His gaze seemed thoughtful. "Let's go!" Crow snapped. Is he hiding his own fear, too? He started moving again, heading for the Cedar Ridge apartments. 
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