Birds flew, warlocks and solders rushed through the forest back to camp, and dark clouds continued to roll in as the sun set on what had been a little to quiet and still of a day.
An while a certain little princess may have only had to worry about her little man's and turtle's well-being as the sun went down, most of those within the camp or the Odin were rather busy trying to make last minute preparations for facing what could be a raging storm.
Enough of the special exploration team that was currently under the leadership of Silver Oak had lived in coastal areas long enough to explain to the mostly long-eared majority what a sea side approaching storm was like.
The little downpours that they had experienced as someone who did not live within a few hours walk of the ocean could not even be compared to the mildest of what those seaside dwelling individuals knew to expect.