He stumbled out into a small clearing that stretched only so big. Kenzlar looked around steadily, wondering if Masa was here. He hadn't heard any of the others, so he didn't know that anyone else was still in the woods. He sighed. Knowing his foolish self, he was probably the one that was lost now. He shook his head. He needed to find a way out and get back on the main road. Maybe his friends were there, waiting for him. But if the stories were true...
What was he thinking? Of course the stories weren't true. They were folklore, stories that were told just to scare the piss out of people during story nights. Besides, he hadn't seen anything unusual since they had entered the forest. Kenzlar waved his thoughts aside and focused on where he was. He guessed somewhere in the middle of the forest. He looked up at the darkening sky. If he tried to trudge back through the woods now... No, it would be too dangerous. He would end up getting stuck somewhere. He looked at the grass in front of him,where pale moonlight flowed over the clearing like an ocean. Kenzlar decided then. He would spend the night here, and go back home tomorrow. That a way, in the morning, he could see better. He lied down on the smooth grass and looked up at the night sky. His eyes were heavy but still... would he be able to sleep? Was Masa truly okay? He shook his head. Either way, there was no way for him to find her here. Not now, anyway. Masa was a smart girl, so if she was still in the woods he believed she would be able to care for herself for a night.
With this, Kenzlar steadily fell into a steady sleep.