08-21-2015, 09:20 PM
Ambrose quietly shut the doors, locking them with the padlock Shad had given him. He had an ominous feeling, but he ignored it. Still, a little care wouldn't do the three of them any harm. "Keep to the shadows, and move slowly, so as not to draw attention to yourself," he whispered, pulling his hood up. He raised the shawl so that his mouth was covered, but his beak-like nose was still visible. He looked rather like a large owl.
Following his own advice, he kept to the deepest shadows, where the moon's pale light did not touch. He every step made him wince, though the sounds didn't carry far enough that Shad or Paige said anything. He kept his hand on his bow, ready to draw and fire if it became necessary.
Suddenly a sound reached his ears, repetitive and adrenaline-inducing: the steady clip-clop of a horse walking down the road. It wasn't going fast, so the rider was looking around, probably a last sweep of the area. Still, best find a place to hide, and quick.
Following his own advice, he kept to the deepest shadows, where the moon's pale light did not touch. He every step made him wince, though the sounds didn't carry far enough that Shad or Paige said anything. He kept his hand on his bow, ready to draw and fire if it became necessary.
Suddenly a sound reached his ears, repetitive and adrenaline-inducing: the steady clip-clop of a horse walking down the road. It wasn't going fast, so the rider was looking around, probably a last sweep of the area. Still, best find a place to hide, and quick.
Thank you Destin, for the awesome mug of Ambrose.