His next night out, his antler still felt brittle and strange, everything felt a little off and he couldn't put his finger on it. He blamed being so far out of the game still, but there was nothing he could do about that short of repeating these outings, learning, and growing and finding out whatever it meant to be a 'Page' of earth. Whatever the oath meant beyond words.
He took a deep breath and let it out on a count of four. He could do this, it would be fine.
There was a strange feeling in the air again tonight, it felt... darker than the previous encounter, the sort of feeling that crept over the skin.
"Hello?" He called cautiously.
"Who's there."