23rd of Fall, 508 AV
They weren't too far past the Icewall Gates now, finally getting into denser areas with trees. He was certain that one of those snow burdened branches was going to attack him before this hunt was over, though his intuition failed him enough to not trust that foresight.This was one of the first hunting trips he had gone on in his life, but it wasn't a trip that was required, just something to get out of Avanthal for a while. It was growing a little stuffy today in his house and he had nothing better to do than practice and learn more about the gnosis mark he had etched into his skin for as long as he could remember.
A flash of haunting memories recapped that horrid day of this place and of this direction they were going. It had been almost a full two years since his father's death and he had no desire to stumble into those particular trees ever again. The teen snapped his thoughts back to the present and glanced over at his hunting companion, Darren.
He was trying to remember something about Darren to get his mind off that horrid event in his life. He knew he was nineteen, he knew he was of WhiteVine hold, he knew his father was a bit of an... 'Elitist', as some would say. Other than that though, he didn't know too incredibly much about his companion. He enjoyed Darren's company none-the-less because he was a prolific guy and that normally helped him, Atyvn, get out of his slumps sometimes.