[ Owen nodded in acknowledgment, as he grabbed what he needed to start a fire from his backpack. He waited until Keith disappeared through the trees, glancing briefly at Black. ]
You should've gone with him. [ Owen could handle himself just fine out here, he'd been camping beyond the walls every other week anyway. He had the skill, and the practice. But he couldn't help worry about Keith.
Once he got a good fire going, he finally decided to see whether he'd gotten any more marks on himself. He took off his shirt first, then grabbed the same pot as before to try and see if he had anything weird on his back. A frown knitted his features at the glimpse he caught of the spot just between his shoulder blades. ]
What the hell... [ He muttered as he stretched his arm back as much as he could, fingers tracing along the edge of what looked (and felt) like the surface of a leaf, color, texture and all. ]
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You should've gone with him. [ Owen could handle himself just fine out here, he'd been camping beyond the walls every other week anyway. He had the skill, and the practice. But he couldn't help worry about Keith.
Once he got a good fire going, he finally decided to see whether he'd gotten any more marks on himself. He took off his shirt first, then grabbed the same pot as before to try and see if he had anything weird on his back. A frown knitted his features at the glimpse he caught of the spot just between his shoulder blades. ]
What the hell... [ He muttered as he stretched his arm back as much as he could, fingers tracing along the edge of what looked (and felt) like the surface of a leaf, color, texture and all. ]