It's quiet here. Peaceful. But the quiet seems... unnatural. Shouldn't there be birds?
It's like something's scared them to silence.
There's a tiny, tiny sound somewhere to the left as something moves. Not quite a twigsnap, but close.
Lafiel? You're being watched.
A pair of green eyes peering out of the cover of the trees and brush. They belong to a young man (or is it a boy?) wearing olive drab, his face is smeared with mud. It's clearly not the Chief, besides being too young.
He does not move, though his eyes have widened just slightly now that he's been spotted.
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It's like something's scared them to silence.
There's a tiny, tiny sound somewhere to the left as something moves. Not quite a twigsnap, but close.
Lafiel? You're being watched.
A pair of green eyes peering out of the cover of the trees and brush. They belong to a young man (or is it a boy?) wearing olive drab, his face is smeared with mud. It's clearly not the Chief, besides being too young.
He does not move, though his eyes have widened just slightly now that he's been spotted.