"You stick close to Miss Bright Eyes Mags!" Steel Creel shouted after them.
"I know I know!" Mags shouted back and continued off with Bright Eyes. As for firewood, there were a lot of spaced out dead trees, plenty of firework to aqcuire without having to too far from the boys.
As for the chosen campsite itself, Steel Creel selected building one next to a large boulder with a flat side, to sorta be protected from one side at least. "Come on Sparky..let's set up camp." He said as he began to unroll some tattered looking bedrolls.
(there's kinda some lack of "continuity" for a lack of a better word since in your last post he was already readying to attack the warrior after he 'killed' 'warrior bro'.....but...whatevs)
There was nothing more warrior bro'ss body would do after getting embedded aside from lie there limping and bleed out.
Tough Stomp continued to fight in that lucky drunken master style and through luck managed to land a kick on his solar plexus. At the same time he was trying to concentrate long enough to level his gun to fire at him.