Dawn
Mariam adjusted her stance to catch the spear that was tossed to her. Her lips pursed unamused as she went to instead pack it up with her things and opted to se them among her items that were attacked to her horse. She strapped them in each one at a time while her gaze shifted back to massive man. She wondered where his humanity stopped and started after she saw such a brutal thing- though she felt as if questioning it might be a problem come the near future. 

She soon began the trek along the dense woods a second time, letting Stern trail behind her absently. She would frequently stop to take a drink of water and let her horse recuperate here and then as to make the trip more bearable for Leon. Her lips let out a sigh as she stretched mid walk, as she saw the sun begin ti dip down. She didn't say anything during the trip until now. 

***"Currently it would be best for us to rest soon I think we can make it another mile or two if we pick up the pace. But after that dips down we are stopping to let the horses rest."*** *She goes to adjust her belongings on the horse, already beginning to prepare her belongings for a quick camp setup. She takes out a large bag of rocks that she frequently uses to help contain a fire and begins to lug them around but her strengthened frames allows her to keep up with her horses pace which was now moving at a more stable gait. The excess of weight was needed to keep the horse from wearing himself out, but now since they were in the last leg, Mariam let up a bit.

The smooth river stones clanked endlessly as she let her frame bounce slightly while tailing after the stallion. A smile curled over her lips while clicking lightly to keep the horse within range. She looked behind her to make sure her traveling companion was keeping up, though when she turned back, she seemed to almost forget he was there, leaving him to keep up with her in her own environment while not being so quick she would lose him. She was simply gaining speed so she could set up their eventual camp quicker. 

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After another hour of travel, Mariam finally noted the camp log, as well as the others which surrounded the area. She approached carefully as she scanned the ground to make sure no other animals were using the area, but after clearing it was free- she was quick the work the stone into the ground and contain some tinder in the circle. As dusk approached over the mountains peaks, she worked tirelessly to at least get the fire going before then.
Daniel
As Stern reached her in the new camp site, he took a look around and sighed. His ability to see in the dark would have shortened their trip, but he remained patient and tied his horse to a tree, taking all the cargo the animal was carrying off it. He then searched his supplies for his firestones, a tlnder mushroom and some fairly dry logs. 
He set everything up near the circle of pebbles and in less than 10 minutes a fire was crackling with life in the cold night. Stern did not plan on sleeping, he decided to prepare for a night hunt, leaving his most encumbering supplies near the fire. "I will be back in an hour, call my name if anything happens."

The orc waited for Mariam to acknowledge his statement before motioning towards the tree line.
Dawn
Mariam adjusted her stance ever so slightly before going to turn over her shoulder to the Orc. Her own campsite was ready to be used as she began to set the wax coated leather up on the spikes that would keep it up during the night. Standing back up. She went over to her horse which was stationed besides the fire as she began to blanket coating process to keep the stallion comfortable through the night. 

***"We need food so have at it. I have some roots we can use though I don't know if there is enough water for stew in the area. Roasting them might be the best option for the time. Try for some rabbit if you can.*** Mariam continued to set up her area, again keeping it nominal and easy to clean up if need be. She sat besides her horse as she rummaged through her saddle, keeping the words breif and coherent for the time being.
Daniel
The orc did not answer as he disappeared into the vegetation. He was still enduring the stinging pain of the two wounds that were slowly healing. He most likely would have had to cautherize them to avoid an infection, but those thoughts remained secondary as he was slowly advancing through the snow. He smelled the air like a hound, letting his senses guide him. 

As time passed by, Stern began venturing farther into the forest. The moon was beginning to shed her timid, cold light on the treetops when Stern came across a large, hollow tree. It was definitely older than most of the trees around it, by the size the orc pictured an age of about 200 years.

Stern nodded at it, muttering a few words in the primal tongue of his clan "Mad'gurah nok soshadd vir lokun", a short prayer to the spirit of balance, Mad'gurah, one of the most important spirits for his ancestral religion, the one being able to rule above the elements to allow the other spirits to live in harmony. 
Stern could smell a new scent coming from the tree, which drove him close enough to notice some symbols near the cavity in the trunk of the old oak.