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Old 12-09-2006, 10:35 PM   #135
Taralphiel
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Feet passed quickly over pebble and branch, as the sounds of a pursuing party finally reached Sorn’s ears. He cursed through gritted teeth. Barking out to Gurth, he said, "Up there. Be on your guard!" The first rise began to smooth out, and Sorn slowed. His eyes darted about, careful for any movement. They could not have gotten much farther, judging by the tracks Sorn had followed along the way. He did not need to guess who the second pair of footprints belonged to. This made him all the more cautious.

The trees became denser as Sorn made his path following the prints. Scyld had clearly seen him and tried to flee. Surely he must have known that with the Lady with him he could not outrun him? As if the land sensed his intentions, large crags of rocks jutted out from amongst the trees, reaching high towards the covering boughs. Sorn seethed, squinting at the sunlight that shot from the sudden breaks in the canopy. There was no clear path from here, and no more prints to follow.

As Sorn began to manouver up the rocks, Gurth approached from behind. He hissed as he lost his footing on some rocks and stumbled back some paces. This was the perfect place to hide, and the worst place to search. Sorn slowed all the more, not wanting to sacrifice his senses. A small tumble of pebbles caught his hearing. He turned to Gurth and spat, "Take more care! We must not be heard, and should hear everything!"

The world seemed to wish to spite him, as his ears picked up the low thudding of hooves on pounded dirt. Horses must have been riding toward his House.

'I am not done yet!' he whispered to himself.

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