MaNnIeS

Map

It's really early. I think. Everyone's asleep. It's a good time to make a map.

I like maps. If you have a map, then you can't get lost.

I stat by filling in the corner I know. Canvasatorn Clan. Cheiftan Canvasatorn, Aliemaenae, Samoinessienquin, Eshquesterainsah, Roarsaener, LaSong, Mozainae, Charcoanashingaltarmein. Claw is lowest ranked in our clan because he's not originally from here.

Then the... TouLong clan, I suppose, with Sir Toulong. I wonder if anyone else is in his clan.

I mark in the area by our Western border with 'Has a garden and a possibly dangerous lioness.'

I tiptoe out of my Nook, and past Claw. He doesn't notice me. I climb over the border and mark in more territories, numbering each one. Of course, I put ours as #1.

'#4. 4 Nookz. All empty. Small cooking fire in sight.'

'#7. Saw movement.'

'#11. Closed off by curtains. Don't particularly want to see if anyone is guarding them from the other side.'

It's pretty hard to see exactly what is going on, but I now know how to get around most of the shelter. I'm heading back to #1. Don't think anyone except for me is awake yet. On a night like this, I'd usually gallop over the plains like a horse, hearing the owls and the crickets, just me and them under the glimmering night sky-

Iii believe I've bumped into something... or someone...