This concept has been bouncing in my head for a while. What do you think?

This is rough. I want to know if the concept is solid and if you would want to keep reading?

I weaved in between the tall green stalks, holding my basket at my side, strapped over my shoulder. Hexil was up ahead, looking for any sign of danger, as always, a calm, stoic look on his face. Beth stepped ahead and picked up some seeds from the ground. I squatted down beside her and helped her collect them, careful not to damage any, because I knew that would bring a swift reprimand from Hexil.

“If we can find a few more bunches like this, then we’ll be eating good tonight,” Beth said.

I nodded my agreement.

As we stood, I reached up and took one of the many spheres of water that hung on the green stalks. It maintained its shape as I leaned over it and drew the liquid into my mouth, drinking slowly while keeping an ear out for anything that might be dangerous.

The warm morning sun came through in patches on the ground, passing through the forest of green.

Through the sphere of water, I could see the green forest beyond and the large shapes of Hexil and Beth. It was peaceful in the morning. Quiet, mostly. Maybe, just maybe, this trip could go off without a hitch.

No sooner had I thought of it than the sphere in my hand jiggled from a distant crash. The ground shook beneath me, and I dropped the water. It rolled away.

We all went down, crouching low. Hexil looked around, searching for any sign of impending danger.

We stayed still.

“Distant,” Hexil said. “I think we’ll be okay for now.”

We stood and continued our journey, foraging for food to feed our tribe. It was a simple enough task, but dangerous, considering the creatures beyond our border. We produced our own food, but still had to journey out to gather a little extra from time to time.

I found myself staring out above the forest of green. Something was out there. I’d always wondered what they looked like.

“Come on, Florin. We have a job to do,” Beth reminded me.

We pressed onward. Hexil was leading us in a large loop. We would walk through the green forest while slowly keeping left to circle back home. We were mainly looking for food. However, anything that was useful was going in our bags.

“Have you ever seen one?” I finally asked the question that had burned inside me since the rumble earlier.

Hexil glanced back at me, gray hair threatening to cover his eyes. 

“Yes.” He replied simply. Not even bothering to specify what we were talking about.

“Oh come on you old grouch,” chirped Beth with a smile. “The kid is just curious. Why not humor him?”

Beth’s long blonde braid swung over her shoulder as she looked back and winked at me.

“We’re not out here to satisfy his curiosity.” Hexil replied flatly. “Kid’s lucky he’s here at all.”

“Oh come on Hex. Surely you were young once.” She teased. After a few moments of silence she spoke quietly to me. “I guess not.”

I stifled a laugh. I looked at Hexil hoping he wouldn’t hear me and saw a shadow of a smile creeping across his face. It vanished. He threw himself to the side. “DOWN!”

I had no time to react. A crawler leaped to the spot Hexil had stood. Eight hairy legs and dripping fangs, crouching down. It spun toward me. I was frozen with fear. I could see my own reflection in its many beady eyes.

“Move kid!” Hands grasped me pulling me out of my stupor. Beth’s fearful face came into view as she hauled me through the stalks.She shoved me behind an outcropping of rock. Looking at me she held a finger to her lips. 

She peeked back around the rock.

“Where are you Hex…” Concern laced her whisper and furrowed her brow.

I felt something wet hit my shoulder. 

I looked up. 

The crawler stood perched on the rock above our heads. 

The wet something had come from its fangs. 

Terror gripped me again.

Beth didn’t know. I couldn’t freeze this time. I grabbed her hand as I ran by.

“Wha–” She cut off as the crawler leaped in front of us. We slid to a stop.

We are so dead.

“Ahh!” Exclaimed Hexil as he flew toward the crawler from the side, spear held aloft. The creature turned trying to avoid him, but it couldn’t, as Hexil’s spear struck true.