Anyone out here would have heard the sounds coming close, even a demon sitting in a damn tree; oh wait, he was that demon sitting in a damn tree. Yet, what the hell was even coming his way in the first place? It was loud, that was for certain, pounding of large hooves slamming atop the hard ground with each step they took. It wasn't the only thing, however. the singing? Gods, could that even be described as singing in the first place? His body shivered as a chill ran down his spine, may the gods have mercy on anyone who had to hear that.
He could only be glad to be hidden in the tree, at least... he could have assumed as much. Unfortunately he didn't even notice the falcon flying about the sky, and even if he had he would have just brushed it off as nothing; not as some scout for large men ridding horses across the land.
They were all in the distance now from him, though they weren't much in focus to himself; as some leaves surly hid them enough from his view. Zagan hadn't even noticed one readying an arrow, probably for him.
He could only be glad to be hidden in the tree, at least... he could have assumed as much. Unfortunately he didn't even notice the falcon flying about the sky, and even if he had he would have just brushed it off as nothing; not as some scout for large men ridding horses across the land.
They were all in the distance now from him, though they weren't much in focus to himself; as some leaves surly hid them enough from his view. Zagan hadn't even noticed one readying an arrow, probably for him.
