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'It's my parents!' I hissed, shutting the curtains hastily and jumping back into the bed.
I heard the door open creakily. It was my father - I could tell from his deep breaths.
'Arra?' he called out gently. 'Arra, are you awake?' I didn't reply and he slowly shut the door. My heart was pumping wildly, scared at the thought of being caught.
'Come on!' came Rhünilde's voice.
'I'm coming, I'm coming!' I said impatiently, putting my shoes back on and grabbing a light jumper. At least I'd have some warmth.
I hadn't climbed down the nearby tree in a long time and it took a while before my two feet were finally on the ground.
'Where are we going?' I asked as Rhünilde began to make her way into the centre of the settlement.
'You'll see - it's a surprise Arra, you'll just have to wait and see.'
We slowly meandered throughout the streets and alleyways that made up the marketplace, watching rodents and mice eat the remains of
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what had been left to rot. All the houses were covered in darkness. There was no light was except from the temple in the distance, it's lights burning brightly, constantly, night and day.
'We're not heading the temple, are we?' I asked.
I didn't particularly want a meeting with the priests, especially at this hour and the clothes I was dressed in.
The Shaman shook her head.
This journey - or adventure of which it was turning out to be - was beginning to annoy me. We took a sharp turn out of the town and began to head to the hills overlooking the settlement, the same hills that stood on the border of the Matak tribe's settlement. What plan did Rhünilde exactly have? I surely wasn't following - that is if there was something to follow from the lack of clues she had given.
Please may she know what she's doing! This better not be a mad goose chase … I've had too many of those in my lifetime!
'Are we there yet?' I asked childishly, partly se
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