[color=ed1c24][center][h2]Akeno[/h2][/center][/color]

Time passed slowly in the wake of the roar. Akeno stood froze, body tense, ready to move but unsure if it was better to run or fight or defend when whatever it was that made that noise inevitably came tearing out of the darkness within the cave.

Agonising seconds ticked by, but nothing happened. No more noises, no signs of movements, no [i]danger[/i] at all from what she could tell. Just… a warning, maybe.

A warning she would gladly heed.

[color=ed1c24]“Tsk. Screw this.”[/color]

Akeno began to back away from the cave, walking backwards for the first few steps where she didn’t want to turn her eyes away from the darkness, before turning away and jogging over to where Grunthor had apparently managed to crush the rock slime. The other orc looked a little sickly, a little… well they were all green, but him even more so. Maybe he was just worn out, or maybe the roar had scared him.

[color=ed1c24]“Hey. I’m getting out of here before I get ripped to shreds; you should do the same and just take that slime back to camp.”[/color]

Her brief bit of advice given Akeno moved on, turning one last one look at the cave and the hills around them before breaking into a slow run back in the direction of the camp and where they had found the chickens before. There was still time in the day for her to hunt something on her own, probably; something that didn’t roar like the thing in the cave had and that they hadn’t been specifically warning [i]not[/i] to go after.

Find something easy to kill. Drag it back to camp. Survive the first day of her new life. Figure things out from there.

[@Zeroth][@ERode][@Kazemitsu][@Unkown58]