<span style="color: #00FF00">Valehna remained silent, choosing to lie down while still facing away from the others and pretending to go to sleep. She knew she wasn't likely to get any tonight, but she would like to at least try.</span><br/><br/>Mesaraih glanced at the elf, smirking slightly. He had expected her to say something of the sort. He walked by where Valehna had settled down to sleep and whispered a soft thank you. She was being strangely quiet, but he didn't want to bother her by asking questions.<br/><br/>"Fine by me. I'll sleep in a bit, but I'm going for a small stroll first. Be back soon," he said.<br/><br/>Mesaraih darted out of the entrance to the cave before anyone could say anything, immediately climbing to the top of the cave. The moon was particularly big tonight, and nearly full. It also seemed more yellow than it normally was. He took a deep breath of the cold night air, feeling it invigorate his insides. Something about cold air at night and morning made him feel that way.<br/><br/>He listened intently to his surroundings, trying to pick up anything that seemed out of the ordinary. Nothing stood out, so he picked a clump of trees in the distance and walked towards them, making sure as he got closer to them that he stepped as softly on the ground as he could. He began to hear the soft trickle of water running and his hopes of finding something rose a bit. It wasn't easy to find hunting prey at night, but it was easier to catch it off guard.<br/><br/>He came upon the thick cluster of trees and looked around from behind a trunk, getting a lay of the land. His eyes widened as he saw a couple of deer resting just a few feet away from a tiny stream of running water. He approached the water first, sniffing at it. He bent down and put his lips to the running water, hoping it wasn't a trick of the moonlight that made it look so clear. He grabbed one of his daggers and walked, slowly, closer to the sleeping deer.<br/><br/>He pounced on it just as it woke up and tried to bolt away, but Mesaraih sunk his dagger into its neck and held it around its stomach with his other arm. The other deer next to it immediately took off, and the one Mesaraih held on to tried to as well, but it only took a few feeble steps forward before falling over. Mesaraih slammed his other dagger into the deer's head to make sure it died as quickly as possible, then quickly began to cut the animal open. He peeled away a large part of the coat and used it to make three handcrafted sacks. He then put as much of the meat as would fit into the sacks and tied them together with the stringy, green bark of the trees around him. He took one last sip of water before heading back to the cave.<br/><br/>Once he got back, he walked straight to the corner where he meant to sleep and curled up in it, using the sacks of meat as a pillow.