[b][center]--CYPHER--[/b][/center]
The sounds of screaming were interrupted by footsteps. Cypher looked up from his place outside the tent to see Brand moving toward him. The look on his face meant that whatever he was going to say was important.

[b]"What's the word?"[/b]

"Movement and lots of it." Brand stopped in front of Cypher and tilted his head in the direction he was referring to. "Away from us surprisingly."

[b]"A herd?..."[/b] Cypher brought his hand up to his chin, his palm rubbing over tough strands of hair. He'd been thinking about giving himself a shave but hadn't gotten around to doing it just yet. [b]"What could a herd be doing out here? What are they chasing?"[/b]

"Not sure yet. Cliff is tracking them now. He'll have some answers soon."

[b]"Good. Hopefully by then I'll have a few of my own."[/b] Cypher nodded toward the tent where the woman's screams could be heard.