[SRuiz]

Trevor examined Leo's Uncle as he pulled out the large black bags from the back of his truck. The man opened them, revealing several rifles concealed in them. It probably was not the best method to securing them, but the man only had one thing on his mind. He was going to take his children -though in Trevor's mind he was certain they went on outings with him before- and the others out for some form of adventure. "Sounds thrilling" he shrugged as he thought of the wilderness, the snow, and most of all, the pitch darkness that night had to offer, a hint of light radiating from the full moon above. "I'm sure you'll do just fine. I may not even hit a single thing." Trevor did not know Leo's family's customs of things fully except for the occasional visits he had at their home. He examined the black rifle for a few. "I may not be a gun expert" he looked puzzled as he looked at the scope "but this looks like a sniper or something else. I didn't know people went to hunt animals with these." He placed it back inside, heading into the cabin for a form of dinner. After consuming Leo's Aunt vegetable soup, he sat on one of the chairs outside with his black coat fully buttoned up.


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Brayden almost let out a soft sigh as the group of people that gathered upon entering had merely left. It still left him at a form of being alarmed. They could have gone and told someone else. "Don't worry about" he turned his head over to Lynette as she handed him more white pieces of paper. "I'm certain they ran off"

"Right...." they never just ran off. They called on others and caused chaos. It was never in their nature to just run away. He could only focus on that night. There was no way they could ruin anything. The snow would be falling like crazy and they had no idea of their locations. "I was thinking that later on tonight we could go for a run after gathering." He shook off the feeling as if someone was watching him and instead watched Lynette.

"I think that sounds great."

"Good" he smiled as Lynette pointed to the food that was being cooked on the stove. He turned his attention back to it so he would not burn it.

With night finally arriving, Brayden drove down the streets as the snow began to fall. The male turned the truck into a path that led into a forest entrance. After driving miles in, he had come upon a route that seemed to be hidden off thanks to nature and time itself. Lynette and his group waited patiently until they came across a large fire that seemed to be unphased by the large amount of snow falling. Stopping the truck near several other vehicles, they quickly climbed out, the entrance of a cave coming into their sights behind the bonfire.