02-20-2015, 10:59 PM
Achteron continued on, unaware that he had just crossed into a minotaur tribe's territory. The birds had stopped singing around him, and he looked around warily. "Hello?" he called. No response. He continued on carefully, whipping his head around to check for any trouble. But the only thing he saw was a squirrel running across the trail. He whipped his bow out and pinned the animal dead in its tracks.