Crim moved slowly and quietly through the trees. This is what she was used to, not the camp. The sound of birds came from above. Crim smiled and closed her eyes standing still for a moment to take it all in. But it was quickly interrupted by a rustling sound. She instantly grabbed her bow and drew the string back.
Slowly she walked closer and saw a man in a black robe carrying a staff. She couldn't see his face, and kept aiming at him. "Who are you? And what is your business here?" She called out.