The Ring Thief - Chapter 4 - Tower in the Plains
Chapter 4 - Tower in the Plains Taenith sat awake through the night, watching for any threats that might have appeared. He was unwilling to wake Grizzel and risk him watching over all night. Exhaustion was certainly a favorable alternative to sudden death. Needless to say, it was a long and quiet night; its only interruption was the sound of grass blowing in the wind. Once the dawn finally rose, he nudged Han, who mumbled incomprehensibly before slowly opening his eyes to a squint. “Damn I fell asleep again didn’t I?” Han asked, brows knitting while he adjusted to the light. “Yes. You did,” Taenith said, blinking. His yellow irises were blood-shot. Rubbing the back of his head, Han also noticed Grizzel was still sleeping. “Wait, did you stay up all night?” he questioned. Standing up, Taenith walked over to his bedroll. Stuffing it and his pillow into his bag, Taenith yawned, outstretching his sore wings and tail. “Someone had to stay up.” He said, eyeing Grizzel. The r...