Tiger War
“First came Nark, then Bolan, then the pack-horse. They moved slowly; rain had turned the trail slippery.
Bolan hissed for Nark to stop.
Nark reined his horse as Bolan drew alongside.
"I think we're being followed," Bolan whispered. "I'm sure I heard hoofbeats." They sat motionless, listening. The still jungle dripped with water. Far away a barking deer called.
"You're imagining things," scoffed Nark.
"And was I imagining things when I parachuted into the DZ?" said Bolan. He twisted in his saddle and cocked an ear.
The horses tugged at the reins, trying to nibble the ferns bordering the trail. "We'll miss the cast," said Nark.
A gust of wind swayed the treetops, showering them with water. "Okay, let's go," said Bolan, and they resumed their journey.
A little later the trees thinned out, and they came to shacks and wheelbarrows.
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