Tread Soft
After such good fortune, surely something was bound to go wrong. He'd found a spring with fresh water, some berries he knew he recognized from home, and somewhere relatively safe to hide himself for the night. It was far from what he wanted or needed, but it was something. It was a step towards finding someone or somewhere to help him.
The bad came in the form of a shadow, an odd scent, and a screech.
Yorn knew that there were predators in the wild, things far larger, stronger, and faster than him which fed on meat. That knowledge coupled with the streak which shot across the sky was enough to send the lost taguel into a panic. Sheltered as he may have been for the night, he had no overhand to defend him from winged beasts.
So he ran for all he was worth.












