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<blockquote data-quote="doghead" data-source="post: 1300927" data-attributes="member: 8243">Marcus nods at Octar words of caution, but doesn't rely as he slips into the trees as quietly as possible. None is expected.At the sound of the whistles and shouts Marcus freezes. Two groups! Marcus&nbsp; knows a bold move now could give them the advantage. But what do we face? Marcus decides to wait. He's a little exposed, but the woods behind him will make him harder to see, and those to the south cast some shodaws across where he stands.As he stands motionless, Marcus realises that the anxiety that had been twisting around inside him this night as he had sat watch had gone. He had been such a fool. The children of his people, as Marcus had done, quickly learn that the night is their friend. The people of the towns feared it so. But his people learned to know it, and operate under its protection. So much had been happening so fast. He had become so caught up in what he wanted to be, that he had begun to forget who he was. He would try not to forget again, assuming he lived through this night. There were, of course, creatures more comfortable in the dark than ever his people could be. And there was a good possiblity that some of them were just across the clearing ... Marcus concentrates on keeping his breathing calm and his body relaxed and ready ...</blockquote>

[QUOTE="doghead, post: 1300927, member: 8243"] Marcus nods at Octar words of caution, but doesn't rely as he slips into the trees as quietly as possible. None is expected. At the sound of the whistles and shouts Marcus freezes. [i]Two groups![/i] Marcus knows a bold move now could give them the advantage. [i]But what do we face?[/i] Marcus decides to wait. He's a little exposed, but the woods behind him will make him harder to see, and those to the south cast some shodaws across where he stands. As he stands motionless, Marcus realises that the anxiety that had been twisting around inside him this night as he had sat watch had gone. He had been such a fool. The children of his people, as Marcus had done, quickly learn that the night is their friend. The people of the towns feared it so. But his people learned to know it, and operate under its protection. So much had been happening so fast. He had become so caught up in what he wanted to be, that he had begun to forget who he was. He would try not to forget again, assuming he lived through this night. There were, of course, creatures more comfortable in the dark than ever his people could be. And there was a good possiblity that some of them were just across the clearing ... Marcus concentrates on keeping his breathing calm and his body relaxed and ready ... [/QUOTE]

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