so it goes like this

the earth has music for those who listen

Both boy and puppy share in their brief burst of panic-fuelled energy, and by the time Everest whines his complaint, Mateo's legs are also burning. He slows his steps while craning to look over his shoulder, and naturally, it results in him walking into a large, overhanging tree branch.

"Oof!" He complains, falling flat on his backside in the mosses. Chest heaving, he can only hear the sound of his blood pounding in his ears, but he has a feeling that if the worms were coming after them, they'd be louder than even that. "I'm okay!" Wheezing, he tries to roll onto his hands and knees.

"Are they coming? I can't hear anything... Cazzo, that was scary."