It was another day of running, another day of trying to find some sort of safety in the wasteland that became the earth kingdom. People say that hundreds of years ago, it used to be a metropolis, thriving with people everywhere. Nowadays, find another human was a rare sight. Humanity was hanging by a loose thread, and it was slipping every day. He had to keep running. It wasn't a choice, and if a choice was possible, the young man would have simply dropped to the ground and waited for his hunters to find him. He couldn't stop though, it wasn't his choice. He needed to get to the coast of the earth kingdom as quickly as possible, and that meant he had to keep moving. If he got off of the giant land mass, then he might have a chance of survival.

The young man turned around and looked behind him, seeing the other three members of his little team. Neither of them trusted any of the others all that much, but they needed each other if they wanted to survive. Those words were the foundation of their friendship. Although none of them got along, they all had the same plan and knew it wouldn't work without help. Barrok, the youngest of the group, held the other three together like glue. Without him, the other three would be at each others throats. He had in his possession an Armadillo-Lion, which him and his friends were currently riding on. He found beast in his early years with help from his deceased parents, and he kept the animal, developing a bond with it. The Hybrid animal was going at it's fastest as the three others held on tightly, hoping to gain some more ground by the end of the day. The one just behind Barrok was a woman a few years older than him. He was the only bender of the team, but she didn't see him like the god that the others did. She practically hated him because it was [i]his kind[/i] that had thrown the world into this mess so long ago. She held a grudge against him, but he didn't let that get in the way of starting an uneasy friendship. He could supply water from deep within the ground, and even purify it for the most part so that it was safe. She was in debt to him, but she wouldn't ever say it.

She looked at him with unease and hit him lightly, snapping him out of his stupor. He was worried that the hunters would catch up eventually, and if he kept looking back, thta might veer off course and not be on the fastest path to the coast. He looked at her a little confused at first, but didn't say anything, instead, turning back around to the front to keep his Companion animal on the right course. Nala, the woman behind him, looked back with a look of worry. She wasn't really all that mad at Barrok any more because it wasn't directly his fault, and just because he could use his abilities for self gain didn't mean that he actually did. The two behind her looked at her a little confused, noticing the look of worry on her face. Neither of the two said anything, since Nala had been known to hit them in the past for teasing her to getting too far into her personal life.