I should’ve driven, but that would be conspicuous and slow. Imagine that. I was now faster than a speeding car. I continued to follow the swiftly moving black cloud in the heavens above as he whisked through other clouds and bypassed the moon every time I appeared below it. The cloud wafted across the night sky, and I watched from a distance for as long as I could, cloaked in shadows. Just when he drifted on the verge of disappearing from my vision again, I raced through the forest as if flying. My feet sparsely hit the ground. Rocks, leaves, and debris swirled beneath me, but didn’t make a sound. I didn’t stand on them long enough to make a crunch, therefore, they remained intact as if I never crossed the area. I followed him for hours like this. He circumvented the domicile’s location. Where was he headed? Was he keeping a lookout for someone, perhaps an accomplice from the clan? Or, did he plan on attacking? There I went again, assuming that the tracker was Demetrius. I approached the domicile’s location to my right.
