<strong>Andrew, crossing the Bridge on his way to the castle</strong><br/><br/>Andrew chased after Sarah, on guard at the moment since he could hear what sounded like several pairs of feet moving their direction. "Sarah, might want to wake up sleeping beauty there soon, we're going to have company soon. Grabbing his bow once again, readying an arrow just in case. His eyes kept shifting around, looking for any signs of danger.<br/><br/>His bow may not look like much, mostly a large curved fish bone with a string tied to it. But in truth, it had been reinforced by the Zora, a gift for helping to protect their village during a raid. It was as strong if not stronger than any bow made from wood. Years of being in the Royal Guard and as a wandering protector had taught him to be weary of everything, even when signs seemed to point to nighting. "Night will fall soon, and we don't want to be out here when night falls."