On the Road in the Brecon Beacons, Wednesday

[bitchprince]

Arthur was still driving. He had yet to cause any accidents or collisions, although he'd probably killed his fair share of overconfident birds by now.

He wasn't, after all, going to stop driving because of a mad pigeon or something.

But nevermind that.

Driving around the countryside was getting to be oddly relaxing, once one got the hang of it.

[[ open to those of you currently haunting this part of England ]]

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Re: 'Camping Ground'

[bitchprince]

Arthur shrugged a shoulder and gave her a light smile. "Like I said. They won't come this close." Probably.

Re: 'Camping Ground'

[thatsamilkshake]

That would be Francine dropping the few small branches she'd collected and reaching for her phone to text "COME BACK NOW. WOLVES!"

Re: 'Camping Ground'

[bitchprince]

Sigh.

"It's really not that dramatic."

Re: 'Camping Ground'

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine paused after typing the V. "So I should say 'Come back when you feel like it, don't mind the wolves, Arthur's probably just trying to scare me?"

Slooooooow but steady.

Re: 'Camping Ground'

[bitchprince]

"I wasn't trying to scare you," Arthur noted, cheerfully. "We just need to keep an eye out, is all."