They had set up camp a few moments later in a small patch of trees in the woods. Diana stayed back, while Nathan went out to collect some more firewood. The fire they had set up felt rather comfortable on this cold and windy night. Diana stared at her blade as she sat down next to the fire, and slowly glided her hand over its edge. To think that the moon would actually lend her its powers was something she had not expected. The memory of her elders shaming her flashed by her mind. She scowled at the thought and furrowed her eyebrows as she stared at the dirty ground.

Her tenseness had disappeared when Nathan came back. Raising her eyebrows, she waved him a hello with a blank expression on her face and stretched out her legs. She watched him quietly as he set the wood onto the fire, making it blaze brighter than it already was.

"So, tell me. How did you ever find out about the Lunari?" Nathan had taken his hood off and set his hands in front of the fire to warm them up. He tried smiling to brighten the situation, but it didn't work very well.

"I found a book about it in one of the archives at the Solari temples. Also, like I had said earlier, I found more guidance in the night's sky than the day's sky."

Nathan made a small 'hm' sound in reply to Diana's reasons. A final cold breeze blew against the two, and they decided that they should be getting to sleep. The prophet had lent Diana his blanket while he drew in his cloak around his body. The Scorn of the Moon had felt her eyes grow heavy while she laid near the fire, and she soon found herself falling asleep with just her thoughts to herself.

Thump, thump.

That sound kept playing repeatedly in Diana's head while she slept. Soon enough, the sound began to irritate her, and she awoke. The fire was still warm and bright, but as she sat up, she had noticed that the Prophet had gone. Her head turned as she quickly scanned for any remains of Nathan's presence. Then, she heard the sound again.

Thump, thump.

It sounded like something was knocking on a tree. Curiously, Diana picked up her Crescent blade and rose to her feet. She walked through the shrubs and followed the sound. Her eyes widened as she found Nathan at the source of it.

He had a bag of arrows strapped around his shoulder, and in his hands was a bow. There was a small target set upon the tree, and Diana could see more than twenty arrows stuck on it. He had been there for a while from her inference.

He grunted as he pulled the string of his bow back, and Diana could see his expression sharpen as he shot an arrow. It had hit near the center of the target. She inched towards him, but had stepped on a stick. The cracking sound startled Nathan and his sharpened eyes quickly turned to his right. He aimed his bow towards her; his hands trembling. A small gasp came out of him as he realized that it was just Diana, and his face softened. He drew heavy breaths as he wiped a bit of sweat off his face.

"Diana...You gave me quite a fright there…" His lips inched into a smile as he walked over to the tree to pluck the arrows off.

"I had heard a strange sound come from here, and it started to bother me." She spoke jokingly. "...So that's your weapon, huh?" Her finger pointed to the bow and arrows.

Nathan nodded in reply, and then his face turned dark. "Even if I fight with this… Not matter how much I practice, I don't think I could ever kill a man." He set his bow to his side as he stared at the ground.

"Not even the people who want to kill you?" Diana soon stood a fixed distance away from him.

He shook his head. "Not even them. I want to become stronger, but as of now, I'm so weak." A surge of pain flew through his body as he remembered the Solari doing their wrongs onto the civilization that wanted to be accepted. The memories of all the destruction struck him, and he could feel his heart starting to hurt more and more.

Despite the sadness he felt, he raised his head and turned towards Diana. "Let's get back to rest, shall we? You had a hard day, er- night, after all." He moved quickly as he pulled his cloak off of one of the tree branches and wrapped it around him, enclosing the appearance of his face once more. Turning around, he grinned at the Scorn of the Moon. It soon faded when Diana shot him another blank stare, and they returned back to their rest.

Disclaimer: League of Legends and its characters do not belong to me.
The only character that belongs to me is Nathan.