Time Stamp 56 Fall 513
The evening sounds were usual to Taylani's ears as she moved through the night, returning to Fallan's family's pavilion. She couldn't sleep so she decided to take a walk in the moonlight to clear her thoughts and racing mind. Stars above twinkled brightly, dotting the night sky clearly with no competition from the moon above. With no moon the landscape was even darker then usual, and to Taylani's blue eyes things looked ominous and eery. Normal things like tent stakes became dangerous objects, lines that held the pavilions up became snares to tangle the unwary.
She has became used to traversing the camp, so her steps were not as hesitant as they might have been but neither were they confident and sure. Her red hair was unbound as usual, her staunch refusal to braid or bead her hair one of the final instances of rebellion left to her, and her dress was still the plain garment she had been captured in. It took creativity to clean and wear it so much but again it was hers and not Drykas.
She stopped, looked to the left, was that the wind? It sounded almost like a rustle of sorts. She froze for just a second, her ears straining to hear, she had almost given up and expected that it was just her imagination when she heard a whine of a horse, so loud that at first she thought she had taken misstep and was near the corral with the horses and striders. Then suddenly the night was alive with noises, screams from both horses and Drykas raised in the nights, then the gutteral sounds of beasts raised to join the chorus.
Sudden fear filled Taylani's heart, and she couldn't move so frozen was her muscles in terror. Oddly, the first thought in her mind was to wish Fallan was here, the second was recrimination to actually wish that. It was the second thought that broke her paralysis, just in time too as suddenly a glassbeak leaped from the darkness at her. Taylani dove to the side, shrieking in terror that was cut off as her shoulder hit the dirt hard but she rolls to her knees instantly, her dancers training helping her to find the balance.
Fortunately she did not have to battle this glassbeak, for the Watch had converged, though the danger was far from over as the intelligent pack hunting predators began to ravage the pavilions, humans, and animals alike.
The evening sounds were usual to Taylani's ears as she moved through the night, returning to Fallan's family's pavilion. She couldn't sleep so she decided to take a walk in the moonlight to clear her thoughts and racing mind. Stars above twinkled brightly, dotting the night sky clearly with no competition from the moon above. With no moon the landscape was even darker then usual, and to Taylani's blue eyes things looked ominous and eery. Normal things like tent stakes became dangerous objects, lines that held the pavilions up became snares to tangle the unwary.
She has became used to traversing the camp, so her steps were not as hesitant as they might have been but neither were they confident and sure. Her red hair was unbound as usual, her staunch refusal to braid or bead her hair one of the final instances of rebellion left to her, and her dress was still the plain garment she had been captured in. It took creativity to clean and wear it so much but again it was hers and not Drykas.
She stopped, looked to the left, was that the wind? It sounded almost like a rustle of sorts. She froze for just a second, her ears straining to hear, she had almost given up and expected that it was just her imagination when she heard a whine of a horse, so loud that at first she thought she had taken misstep and was near the corral with the horses and striders. Then suddenly the night was alive with noises, screams from both horses and Drykas raised in the nights, then the gutteral sounds of beasts raised to join the chorus.
Sudden fear filled Taylani's heart, and she couldn't move so frozen was her muscles in terror. Oddly, the first thought in her mind was to wish Fallan was here, the second was recrimination to actually wish that. It was the second thought that broke her paralysis, just in time too as suddenly a glassbeak leaped from the darkness at her. Taylani dove to the side, shrieking in terror that was cut off as her shoulder hit the dirt hard but she rolls to her knees instantly, her dancers training helping her to find the balance.
Fortunately she did not have to battle this glassbeak, for the Watch had converged, though the danger was far from over as the intelligent pack hunting predators began to ravage the pavilions, humans, and animals alike.
