Whispers of the Nether

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(Carrel looks at each tree for a moment before taking from bark off of one tree and biting it. He spurs it out) No. Not that one. (He goes to another tree and chews in its bark before spitting it out) Here were are. (He then picks up a rock one by one and licks it) No… No… No… No… Ahh! Here we are! (Carrel starts walking forward. Carefully placing one hoof infringement of the other)

Shadowryder tilts her head as she watches his peculiar rituals. I guess everyone has their own way of navigating, she thought. She was curious to see if his methods actually worked, and how long it would take for the stallion to find his way out of the forest. Shadow was even more curious to find out how he would react if confronted with a cockatrice, timberwolf or other creature of the dark woods.