Lyra
Tension filled the forest as I stealthily made my way through the underbrush. Each time a twig snapped, I jumped, every rustle of leaves made me search the shadows. The search had been happening for hours, but I was still no closer to locating my target than I was at the beginning.
"I whispered in defeat, leaning against a tree trunk." I will never succeed at this.
"You won't succeed with that mindset," a voice said from above me.
I suddenly sat up, my heart racing. Sitting on a branch like a large bird was a stranger I didn't recognize. His teeth stood out in stark contrast against his tanned skin as he smiled down at me.
"What is your identity?" I asked firmly, attempting to control the shake in my voice. "You are not a member of our group."
The unknown individual descended from the tree, landing with the agility of a cat. "
