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It hadn't taken long for Atreyu to become re-accustomed to the stretch of beach that ran up from Stavanger Bay, his usual place to trek when he couldn't be bothered heading to the southeast, through the fields and forests that made up the wilderness there. He much preferred sticking close to the shore. It provided both a sense of comfort and familiarity, the rhythmic waves lulling him into an idle trance as he jogged up the coastline. Eventually, though, the dull pangs of hunger forced him out of his aimless drifting and the boy decided to head in the direction of the towering forest that bordered the beach.

Soft, tiny snowflakes started to waft down from the cloudy skies as Atreyu weaved in and out of the trees. He paused with a grin, tilting back his head to catch one in his mouth before heading onwards, ears pricked all the way forward as he tried to pick up the sounds of any sort of prey. Instead, what he heard was the footfalls of something much heavier and slower than any sort of rabbit he knew of. Canting his head at the sound, the Iota came to a stop, right ear swivelling as he tracked the creature's movements. It was difficult, with only one properly working ear and he eventually dropped his nose to the ground, deciding to trail after the scent the stranger had left.

As it turned out, he hadn't tracked a woodland critter at all. Instead, Atreyu eventually spied a dark form lurking through the trees, her figure almost invisible amongst the shadows. Although he himself stuck out like a sore thumb, the boy lowered himself to the ground and crept through the fog that swirled about on the ground, attempting to get as close as possible to the stranger without her noticing him. She wasn't a meal, but perhaps she could provide some entertainment.