Crunching of snow stirred the Young Orc, eyes shooting open, sitting up quickly before gasping softly to look down at his mothers still sleeping face. He carefully moved away before getting up, Quietly slipping out of the warmth of the tent. His eyes Scanning the blank snow, only to finally notice a track of small footprint, ones that are not his own. Hugging himself tightly as he slowly made his way around the tent, breath visible in the chilly night air. He made his way Further into the Woods, Snow softly crunching under his feet. Shivering slightly as the cold Was settling into his skin. "h...hello..?" He called out in a hushed voice, Sniffling softly. "..I.. I heard you.. I know your around here.." He said.

Footsteps could be heard from behind him, as he turned around a Hand quickly Covered his mouth before The Young Orc Could Make a sound. "Shh!" The Strangers voice Broke through.


(still not best at writing.)

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