If You Don't Make Those Little Noises, It Won't Work

Shilah stepped gingerly around the trail marker which he still felt was a little bit silly given that the wall didn't branch out as far as he could til. Still, he said nothing. Perhaps Lynvarr was just practicing. He snorted at Lyn's guess as to the purpose of the wall. "Yea, I suppose it could be a trail system or it could be, you know, a wall." He leapt off the wall, just missing the rock that Lynvarr sent sailing in his direction. It was just as well, the Mile-High Woods were directly south of them and if they kept following the wall it would take them northward. Shilah rolled out his map, marking the curve of the wall before rolling it back up and tucking it away. By now streaks of blue could be seen in the sky as the sun worked its way toward the horizon. At least there didn't seem to be much of a chance of rain and for that he was grateful. Of course, now if it decided to rain they'd at least have some shelter in the woods if not the rocky terrain that lay to the southwest of them.