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Kit gazed down at the pointed out mountain range, his keen eyes picking out the minute glimmers of lights among the clearly manmade hole. A whole civilization situated beneath the earth. Dread weighed heavily on Kit's stomach at the implications of their task. He doubted they were headed their for any peacemaking. They were soldiers now, whether they liked it or not. Killers paid with the white lie of freedom. They were expected to spill blood on command. Whose, they did not care.

[i]"Contrary to what you might be thinking, we're not going there to slaughter them all."[/i] 

Conner's words dispelled most of Kit's reluctance. Most. This was only the first mission among many, and he doubted it'd be so simple. Still, it was good to know that they weren't going to butcher an entire city.

[i]"What're we gonna do bout' Keith?" [/i]Venus spoke up, giving the wendigo a well-meaning pat.

[i]"What're we gonna do about me?
[/i]

Kit met Keith's glance, a light frown pulling the corners of his lips. What would they do? Even in a crowd he'd stick out like a sore thumb, and the last thing he wanted was his little brother to get hurt.

"Well," he said after a contemplative pause, "what if they didn't see you? You're fairly stealthy as it is." Back in camp, Kit always found himself jumping whenever Keith snuck up behind him. Even with his sharp hearing, the wendigo' footfalls were silent. He was a creature of the dark after all, and his skills certainly showed that. "If you stick to the shadows and sneak around, you can scout around. No one would have to see you."