Stone Circle the away mission

The trees seemed to lend him cover in their sea of shadows - either that, or the stranger was blind to his presence or fool enough to ignore him. Merrit couldn't tell the man's intentions, but the way his head turned toward Stone Circle and settled along the length of Easthollow kindled something in the boy he couldn't remember feeling before: the strike of heat at the very centre of himself, and the need to advance.

Merrit lowered himself so that the wild grass brushed his sides, in the hope their blades would shroud him as he stole toward the man, but his limbs were too long, and he found himself exposed. That did little to stop him. If anything, the feeling of nakedness only stoked the burn in his chest and spurred him quicker to intercept the stranger below. Neutral in approach for now - but with each rattle of the ground underfoot, he felt his stability quake.