Arrow Lake tri-de ste sen yu op

The rules of the game were simple: hide and be silent. Yet Dragomir was struggling with both of those things. There was an abundance of clever hiding places in the glen, but the problem seemed to be that he just had too many choices. Perhaps there in that old fox den? Or there, where the roots of that oak tree lifted and twisted? Maybe he could just hunker down in the grass, like so, and pray that Aure didn't find him? Or maybe he should dig a hole and cover it in weeds? They all seemed good.

Ah, to be young and indecisive. Not to mention silent. It was all Dragomir could do to keep the giggles down when Aure presumably signaled from afar that the game had begun. Panic fluttered in his breast as he cast about for a suitable hiding place. In the end he decided to hide in plain sight, throwing himself onto his belly in the grass and crawling forward until he was certain he was completely concealed (he wasn't).