Great. Now when her arms get tired, who's going to have to carry it back?
Once she catches up, he continues onward towards the opposite end of the compound. The discreet staring doesn't seem to rustle him much, as long as they kept their distance. He is used to fending off a rougher looking crowd.
The terrain was rather flat, he notices. No high spot to look overhead until the moon rose proper. He is drawn to the corrals for the horses, noticing the creatures were rather squat and stout-looking. He had no immediate plans to flee in the dark, but it was good to know where his escape options were.
Circling around the wooden fencing, he stops at the stables, attempting to guess the height of the walls. Not exactly a hill, but maybe a sloping roof will do, if he can find a good handhold.
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Great. Now when her arms get tired, who's going to have to carry it back?
Once she catches up, he continues onward towards the opposite end of the compound. The discreet staring doesn't seem to rustle him much, as long as they kept their distance. He is used to fending off a rougher looking crowd.
The terrain was rather flat, he notices. No high spot to look overhead until the moon rose proper. He is drawn to the corrals for the horses, noticing the creatures were rather squat and stout-looking. He had no immediate plans to flee in the dark, but it was good to know where his escape options were.
Circling around the wooden fencing, he stops at the stables, attempting to guess the height of the walls. Not exactly a hill, but maybe a sloping roof will do, if he can find a good handhold.