Grouse Thicket roll for initiative

It served him to be on the move at all times, given that there was nobody to serve and nothing that held him anywhere at this time, so Tiluvas followed the routine of a soldier and rose in the pre-dawn hours to stake out his surroundings. On this particular day he found himself investigating a densely wooded thicket, and stalked carefully through frosted ferns and piles of wet leaves which glistened with ice.

There was a sound above him — a large bird, some sort of hawk perhaps? He was not a learned man — and the presence made him freeze in place and with tense shoulders, hold himself there to wait and watch. He stayed observant for half an hour before the bird took flight and winged away, at which point his body had begun to ache from the tension. As Tiluvas shook out his coat, he made a point to taste the wind before continuing his trek.

There was not much here aside the scent of ground-birds, and he knew he should try and hunt for something soon.