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*Thorfinn is resting at the edge of the forest, keeping his distance from Askeladd's camp but remaining close all the same. He's staring into the cool metal of his blade, seeming to think about something but not really thinking about anything- until he hears a rustle in the forest. His eyebrows furrow and his head snaps around to look behind him.*
"Who's there?" *He hissed out, eyes narrowing at the lack of response? An animal? Possibly. Should he ignore it? Possibly- the same rustling occurring for a second time tells him otherwise. He listens to his gut and decides to investigate.**He rose from his seated position, brandishing both daggers in a defensive position as he slowly ventured past the forest's edge and into the darkness of towering trees and thick bushes. He looked around but didn't seem to find anything. Maybe it was just an animal?**His gut was telling him otherwise. He wasn't sure. He didn't want to get killed because he let his guard down too soon- so he called out again,* "Who is out there?" *His voice was sharper this time, louder and more of a demand for the creature or person to come out, rather than a question of who was lurking in the woods like some snake or something.**However, there was still no response. He scowled at this. He was going to find what was making that noise, and he was going to kill it.*
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