Shady

“Thank you,” Pratik murmured again. He also squared his shoulders and straightened his back, then stride towards the door with strong, confident steps as he went in search of Gregor. ...

“Thank you.” He glanced at Rickard. In the interest of fairness… “Probably best for you, too.”

“Thanks,” Pratik said. He took a step towards the door then hesitated and turned back around. “We should probably refrain from speaking Akarataran, until we’re in private again, so we ...

“Now…” Pratik had forgotten about the horses. He didn’t want to make them deal with putting them up— but he also didn’t want to have to come back out and ...

(Haha! It just sort of… happened lol my body likes staying up all night and I usually catch myself and force myself to go to sleep and last night I ...

(Are you planning for anything to happen or will they get to the town safely?) Pratik took note of it, but didn’t try to stop her and didn’t say anything ...

Pratik only grunted in return, keeping his gaze flicking back and forth from straight ahead to watching behind them — but it seemed that they’d avoided that spider. Gods only ...

“We’re almost there,” Pratik said firmly. He hoped he was right. Gods only knew what they’d do if they had a spider between them and proper provisions. “I can smell ...

“I know.” Pratik kept casting glances over his shoulder. It seemed to be safe. But he was still unsettled.

“I think it’s satisfied with the deer,” Pratik answered gruffly. “For now. But I’m not gonna wait around to find out.”

"Spider. Go. Now," Pratik snapped, deciding they were far away to run now. He kicked his horse back into a gallop.

Pratik almost coughed as he could finally release his pent breath. He cautiously kept the horse walking, then once he thought they were a safe distance, he urged it into ...

Pratik kept his eyes fixed intently upon the spider, still not properly breathing, as he urged the horse forward slightly faster, but hopefully not fast enough to earn a chase. ...

Pratik stared at it with wide eyes, then, slowly, urged the horse to walk slowly forward, away from the spider. He couldn't breathe.

Pratik was in action in an instant, ripping his sword free of the scabbard as he whirled towards the noise, keying in on where it'd come from.