The Nether rat swam up current until it bypassed the guard point and then it exited the stream through a narrow gulley. The sun had set an hour earlier, leaving the province of Neva in darkness and bone-chilling cold.
Once inside the compound, it moved cautiously, utilizing the same cover that its species would. Unlike a real rat, it understood the words being spoken and took careful notes of the guard locations.
The rat disappeared behind some crates and then stealthed. He hadn't done so before because the Nether rat possessed standard stealth that many of the guards might be able to see through. A rat in the camp would be normal, but a stealthed rat that was moving tactically would raise suspicion if spotted.
The dark-furred head pushed through the tiny cut its incisors made in the tent wall. Again it didn't enter fully, only pushing through until it could see the inside of the commander's tent.
