Already Khat had wandered into the woods in the direction a set of foot prints went, she guessed they were Vis' as they were large and he had stated earlier that he was heading to a stream, his lateness was indicative of finding one. As she walked, she pulled her white linen head scarf around her neck, as it was a chilly evening. In the distance, she saw a figure move casually in her direction and as it got closer, she saw that it was Vis, casting a green glow from his eye. She regarded him coolly.

"Vis," she said calmly, crossing her arms as she stood in front of him, she took this time to really look at the man who had pulled her out of the crate. He was skinny for an adult and very secretive, as he always had that scarf around his face, not once lowering it. Khat copied him, pulling up her scarf to hide her face, "I'm thirsty."

"Hi Thirthty, I'm Vis." he joked dryly, looking down at her and casting a green glow on her freckled face, he noted that she had taken her scarf off of her head, showing the world her long red hair, "There ith a pond clothe by, come on." Vis lead her to the watering hole but the closer he got, the more cautious he became. I spluttering yellow light shone in the distance, it was a torch light and the figure beneath the light was clearly a raider, in the black tunic and holding a sword.

Vis snapped to a wide eye'd Khat, "Up tha three!" he hissed, as he helped her climb up to a branch. Once safely high above the forest and tucked into the leaves of the tree, Vis deposited his armor and gear at the foo of the tree, instead pulling out his dagger and dropping into a crouch. 

From up in her treetop vantage, Khat watched as Vis slunk towards the light. From this height she could see the raider clearly, he was kneeled by the pond and was drinking. As Vis approached, it appeared as if killing the man would be no problem but the man was fast. He had spotted Vis in the reflection of the dark water and had spun around. Vis that quick, he couldn't get the man with the dagger as he could easily block with the torch but the man had yet to reach for his sword. So as he sprinted down to the enemy, he stooped and scooped a fist full of dirt and threw it at the man's face, momentarily blinded Vis took his chances.

He hurled himself at the man and they both toppled into the pond, Vis on top of the raider. Quickly, Vis grabbed the man's head and pushed it under water, struggling to hold down the thrashing brute. From atop the tree, Khat could see that the thrashing was getting weaker and the bubbles to the surface less frequent, until the body was still. She could never imagine doing that and grinned as the body floated to the surface.

The pair returned to campo and in unison hissed, "The raiders are in the forest!"