Ragnarok waited at the crest of the hill. Only moonlight illuminated the view below him now. The other creatures gathered about him and watched too. The woods were silent. A young and impetuous wolf moved to howl at the moon but Ragnarok issued a deep growl to silence him. This was not a night for howling. They would wait for Roth. They would use stealth. They would be fed.
[ January 19, 2003: Message edited by: Auriel Haevasawen ]
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