Checking the Forges
« Thread started on: Nov 30th, 2005, 2:56pm »
Raven was feeling strangely disquieted. It wasn't a feeling he enjoyed. To try and quieten his fears and to reassure himself everything was all right he was making one of his routine inspections of the camp.
He'd already covered the archery range, and if he had admitted it Ravenwings archery skills had impressed him. Especially to say it wasn't a bow she was used to. Her willingness to use a different bow had also impressed him.
Raven sighed, it had been ages since he'd let himself be impressed by anyone, let himself think that sort of thought. Perhaps that was what was wrong with him. Too long spent on guard without cease, without allowing himself to relax.
Fears of perhaps...perhaps Nevar catching up with him. Here he was safe though so why those fears, if that was what was the matter with him. People brought responsibility. That was probably why.
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