Book 1 - Chapter 15 - Stalker

Year 1000 October 30th 

~Somewhere in Ponia~

Wisp stretched, his legs tingled with chill air blowing hard through his thin cloth pants. The entire world seemed to have been taken over by cold winds. He turned his eyes from the sky to the group below.
They were a scouting company, he had learned, and his goal stood out in the group with her black hair. All the others had either red or light brown locks. The horses followed the group in a meandering way, stooping to eat grass whenever they could. The lady who he followed  hadn't noticed Wisp yet, atop the cliff.