Twisted Slough night's decor

Scout trade thread.

It was easy enough to deviate from the coast and head further inland, at least for a while. Time passed slowly despite the pace he upheld. At first the boy was charging across the plains and when his energy began to drop, so too did his speed, but he kept moving. There was a great distance to cover if he was to find shelter for the night. As evening began to settle upon the wilds Tetsubo felt the world breathe a great sigh; he felt it through the scruff of his neck, heard the rustling of the green around him, and slowed to a lethargic pace. The wind held a foul smell, but nothing that was remarkably dangerous upon it — no wolves, at least.

The darkness of the trees soon swept over him, and the warrior paced between the dark willows with some care. He wasn't planning to sleep tonight. Tetsubo had half a mind to follow the stars, but when he lifted his head his gaze was met with a great blackness; there were no stars here. The density of the forest must have hidden them from his view. It did not bother Tetsubo as it perhaps should have, but instead, he felt a strange clarity creep through him. A sense of peace. It was strange and new, and nothing he had been prepared for, so he began to search for a way out of the gloom with some urgency.