"Who's there?" The guard by the hut sounds both alert and annoyed. "Hey! Come out!" Orien huddles back against the tree trunk, hands over her mouth, heart thumping. "Trouble?" says a second guard, poking his head out of the door and holding a small lit lantern. "I'll check," the first guard says. "He's asleep?" "Yes." "Stay here," Tiero says, and yanks the lead from her hand. He's up and walking away from the tree before Orien can say anything, Copper trotting after him. He takes an angled route as though approaching the hut from a different direction. "Tiero?" the guard says as their paths cross. "What are tha doing up so late?" "Chasing this wyrbeast," Tiero says. Copper is pulling towards the hut and doing a very good impression of a creature wanting to escape.