"Boom didn't says [i]when[/i] Caravan get there. Boom just says we go there." The Kokiri noted, as he frantically glanced to his sides. He flicked out his tongue and licked at his teeth. In his mind he had another devious thought about what to do upon hitting the Tumult. Then, Boom took a look at his sack.

He didn't have nearly enough to start his spree. Glancing down Boom hissed. "Sssstupid notfun Sinkhole! Badbad Guardian!" The Kokiri began stomping his feet on the ground as began growling out. "RRRRRRRRRRR!" Truly, it was a bit of a temper tantrum from the Kokiri. 

He turned to his side as he began speaking frantically, "B-but we got to make shelter." Glaring, Boom glanced towards his other side, "We needs supplieses. [i]Now.[/i]" Slowly he turned his head to the other side. He spoke nervously, "But the night will not let us. S-shelter means we keep surviving." 

The Kokiri paused for a moment as he glanced again to his side and began hissing. "Thinkssssssssss we not knows that? We knows survival. Hhhrngh! Fine, we wait for travel to right place."

Boom lifted up his sack and swung it back over his back. "Yesss we needs shelterses. We searches in the woodses for it?"