Freedom

"Why did I think they would welcome me to their hideout with smiling faces?" Alex thought as he walked away from the grassland where he stood. "Of course, they won't let me come with them. I'm someone from the other group. For all they know, we could've just put on a show for them."

Alex sighed as he was all alone once again, having to roam the island on his own.

He looked to the sky, the sun a little lower toward the west. "At least I don't have to worry about fighting for the next 20 or so hours," he thought, walking away. 

Worry vanished from him like water on a hot rock. "I suppose this is the best way to go about it."

There was freedom with being alone that he had missed the past few months he was kept in the valley. He had made a lot of advancements in the valley, but being outside was equally as important for him.