Running for miles and miles and miles can be very tiring. OH MY GOD, how the other trackers are more fit than me. They can run for days, weeks, even months if they have to. Luckily, the scenery was nice. Flowers blooming in the fall for no reason, gracious trees, and fresh air. That is the life of a tracker. We took a few short breaks for lunch, bathroom breaks, and even more bathroom breaks (Yes, it was Rover who took all of those bathroom breaks). When it was nighttime, the trackers and I discussed many random things like stars. Travis asked "How many stars are in the sky tonight?" Everyone answered Travis's question with Rover replied with 3 stars. Yes, he said 2, but recounted to 3 stars. Sometimes, I honestly do not know why I am last in the warrior department. Anyways, we went to sleep afterwards and I had a weird dream. A weird Asian guy walked up to me informing me that I can not die in the upcoming battle. I woke up instantly wondering who was that Asian Guy and what battle is going to occur soon.
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