Archi's big mission

 The grass rustled as Archi stepped on them. He went towards a rock, and sat down. It was getting dark, and the evening breeze was chill, and blowing gently.

 He sighed, and held his chin, waiting for Thane to arrive. He exhaled gently.

 He kept thinking of Oberon. He was so excited the day he realized he had a father, but never knew such a man would be his very own father.

 He shook his head in self pity, "Such a pity," he said to himself, and shook his head.

 "How are you?" He felt a hand on his shoulder.

 He looked up, and saw Thane smiling down at him.

"Oh, Thane you are here. How is it going?" He got to his feet, and shook his hand, a slight smile was on his face.

 "I brought them," he handed him a bag containing his clothes, "Here you go. Your father would mistake the scent, and think you are someone else, but you have to think of something to do with your face."