Finding the cave was lucky. Even with his blaster pistol, Walt probably wouldn’t have survived the night wandering around aimlessly through the jungle. Juno 7 was a huge planet and was appropriately populated with large creatures, of which just under half were carnivorous. And most of those were nocturnal. Even sleeping in the cave would provide little more than a rest from walking and at best a VERY light sleep. 'Of all the planets to crash on...' Walt thought to himself, 'I had to crash on the one they don’t patrol for seven months.' Walt reached down to his left side and winced as his fingers searched around. Two of his ribs were surely broken, and many more were bruised. It was going to be a long night. ---- This picture isn't anything great. I was just kind of doodling during RAW last week, and I really liked how it came out. I like the cartoony feel of it and coloring added a little something special.