The evening came suddenly, Fjall had left the room and met up with Ayra; he needed to be away from Mordeu after he had yelled at him because he cared. And when it was time to leave, he made sure he kept enough distance from Mordeu, riding his horse right beside Ayra's.
On the journey, the main castaways seemed to be just Mordeu and Freya.
They all rode their horses in silence, save for the mutterings of Ayra and Fjall.
They rode for hours in the night, and when Fjall's eyes started closing, Ayra proposed they camp out and so they did.
However, Freya took her swords and walked away onto the thick forests they found themselves in, and so did Cillian and Alana.
Mordeu looked around; a fire was burning in the middle, and the sleeping bags of his peers surrounded the flames. The only ones that were occupied were Ayra's and Fjall's, and Mordeu would rather die than be caught hovering around when they were alone.
