Travelers

[Rainshadow]

  "Da weasew is da good 'un!"

[Quickpaw]

"And why am I not, Mr. Righteousness?" Vash questioned.

[W0NWILL]

"I give up! I'm not going to argue with a dibbun." Breersk grabbed Wing, while glaring at Vash.

[Quickpaw]

Vash unsheathed his knife. "Why don't you let the dubbin decide what to do. He's his own creature." Vash told him.

[W0NWILL]

"He's too young to decide between good and evil!"

[Rainshadow]

  Wing struggled to get free of Breersk's grasp, and when he did he immediately ran to Vash.

[Quickpaw]

"Really, because he has it figured out if ya ask me. You're taking him away against his will while I let him decide." Vash said.

[W0NWILL]

 Breersk continued as if he hadn't heard him, "Okay Wing, stay here and starve, 'cause the weasel isn't going to feed you." Breersk turned away, "I'll tell your parents."

[Rainshadow]

  "I won't stawve!  I c'n feed mesewf!"  Wing grabbed some berries and started eating them, not knowing that they were poisonous.  He swallowed; then started heaving it back up.

[W0NWILL]

"I'm no longer doctoring you, the weasel can clean you up if he's all-powerful like you say."

[Rainshadow]

  Wing wiped his mouth off; then immediately began another round of puking.

[W0NWILL]

Breersk left.

[Quickpaw]

"Come on, Wing. Heres some water. Wash out your mouth. Let's go forage elsewhere." Vash said in an angered tone as he gave Wing a canteen.

[Rainshadow]

  Wing had purged his stomach of the poison.  He grabbed the canteen and took a large gulp of water.  He then followed Vash.

[Quickpaw]

Vash walked around until he found a bush of berries. He checked the berries carefully. He plucked a couple and handed some to Wing. Then he plopped one in his mouth.