<em>What the hell was that?</em>Arran lay in bed listening to the weird noise for moment, willing his heart to slow down. After a few moments he realised that noise wasn't in his room and but was outside the window. Swallowing, he slid out from under the blanket, carefully setting his bare feet on the wooden floorboards. He didn't want to make to alert whatever was making that noise that he was awake. Not that it would hear him over it's own racket - but Arran was too spooked to think that through.<br/><br/>He glided across to the side of the window, dressed only in his armour's undershirt and a pair of rough cotton panties. "Thank the gods," he mumbled when he realised that the noise was directly outside his window, but further over. Pressing himself against the wall, he looked out to the side - trying to see what could be making the noise in the darkness.