((Continued rp with @yeshouldbeafraid))
Voden’s angular frame tensed at the sound of metal hitting metal. That was never a good sound. In a matter of seconds his bow was drawn and an arrow readied. The possibility of a hunter or even a servant of Davaedra being just behind that bush raced through his mind. The thought propelled him into a powerful leap towards the unfamiliar sound.
But instead of crashing through the bushes, he scrambled up a nearby tree with startling speed, hoping to gain a height advantage over the stranger. His long body hunched over the branch he clambered to, the wood of his bow creaking as he pulled the arrow back to his cheek. He allowed himself only a moment to try to make out who the intruder was in the dark, unless they’d already started running.
