You fall asleep, but it's not long before you wake up again noticing that the room has gotten colder than normal. You're exhausted, but even with your sleep-blurry vision you can see that the fire in the hearth is flurrying wildly, disturbed by a draught from somewhere.

After a while of searching on the other side of the hill, you finally see a rabbit up ahead. It hasn't noticed you yet - purely from the luck of you happening upon it while you were downwind and the fact that the long grass cushions your footsteps.

How will you proceed to hunt it?

(No worries - I'll leave you with the last ping. Enjoy yourself ^.^)

Skywhisper makes an amused chirping sound. "I'm always quiet. Well, mostly anyway."

He gains some height before letting himself glide, gliding over to the glow.

As you near, you can tell that it's a torch being carried by someone. You see the shadow-casted face of someone who you can't discern any further. All you know is that they appear to be alone, wandering across the grassland.

He yawns and attempts to control the fire. No need to burn down the place.

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=74910&page=98#972 Author: Falconetti Time Posted: 6/4/2019 at 12:25 PM You fall asleep, but it's not long before you wake up again noticing that the room has gotten colder than normal. You're exhausted, but even with your sleep-blurry vision you can see that the fire in the hearth is flurrying wildly, disturbed by a draught from somewhere.

(Oof, it's not you who's doing the forgetting around here xD Gimme a sec, I shoulda put the stuff in a few posts ago...)

Hornet snorts. "Anywhere but the Central territories from now on into the forseeable future."

Farstride glares at him, kicking his shins to get him to shut up. "We don't talk about that... stuff. Besides, Delilah, with her seemingly small act, has delayed any further developments of that kind for a good while." She smiles at you appreciatively as she says this.

"But in any case," she continues, tilting her head to the side. "Such a talent like you would be wasted by just 'wandering around'. However, Hornet and myself - as well as a few companions of ours - will be doing something... similar, in a way. You have a skillset that would prove to be useful."

An expression of frustration appears on Hornet's face, and he motions to Farstride furiously. She returns with a gesture even you understand, and a vulgar one at that.

"Well, certainly if you were looking for an adventure with more purpose than simply wandering, we could use with another Centaur with a warm personality, unlike some people I can think of."

Hornet huffs, turning his outraged gaze elsewhere.

It's relatively simple for such a small blaze, but you have to keep up your efforts otherwise the fire returns to being pushed around by the draught.

You're aware of something being missing, something being disturbed, and the draught only confirms this.

Huh. Weird.

He looks around. Maybe he can spot the problem.

You turn around, examining the room.

Balthur snores from his sleeping place, twitching a little as if he, too, notices how cold it's getting. Besides him, the room is filled with no other noise besides your own breathing.

You find the source of the draught, though - the front doors are open, the warmth of the room seeping out into the cold night air.

he goe sto close the doors