[It has been a great while since the Caravan had ventured into the underneath sunken city. It was because of the caution of guardians that made them stray away from the area. And the low note they heard now was not an easing feeling in the slightest.]

Mara paused in mid-step, his ears twitching back involuntarily. He shivered, turning his head from side to side to try and hear better. Had he run astray of a guardian somehow? His shoulders tensed and he bent his knees, ready to run at a moment's notice.

When nothing happened for vital seconds after, he relaxed, but only barely. He sucked in a breath, wincing at the cold tang on the air.

He has lived for a long time and he has walked the path too many times to count. But he was never satisfied. It was never enough. He could never find all that he wanted. The travelers sustained him tolerably, but they only left him hungry for more.

So he waited. He knew she would leave the mountains eventually. He knew that her curiosity would get the best of her. It was only a matter of time.