[uncledaddy]

Randy growled again and went crashing through the plants, eyes pouring tears and nose dripping blood as he refused to allow a series of sneezes to slow him down. Picking up scrapes and gashes that he never felt as he went along, he trampled the bushes and thorns to get to Kurt. His visibility was limited, but he had little need for it by comparison. He could feel where Kurt was, hear him, smell him. And he was not going to stop for a second until he had him, even if he had to destroy the entire garden.