Marcus having seen it all from his prone position breaths a sigh of relief before letting his head fall back in to the snow. His eyes staring at the sky for a moment. What a day.. one moment you are having a happy conversation with the voice in your head and the next real people show up and a rabbit worse than what Monty Python dreamed up. But what the fuck happened to it? And more importantly what was it? Are these monsters... did these things make the sounds in the night?<br/>Groaning a moment he gets to his feet gathering his arrows before heading for the others.<br/>"you showed up at a fine moment sir..." he says to John " I'm Marcus... and unless either of you two have any objections.. might I suggest we gather some food and do some chatting elsewhere?<br/>If there are more of these beasts, the shots may have warned them and I don't think I want to become rabbit food."