Who: Cyril, Lucius and Alecto [!Grab-me] And possibly Sebastian What: Hunting down the enemy Where: The forest, near the edge of the lake When: Midnight Rating: High
The snow made it difficult to move through the trees, even though the powder was far thinner on the floor of the forest. A heavy mist had rolled off the top of the lake, and visibility was low, despite the bright waxing moon. Cyril moved silently, dressed in the Auror field uniform, charmed silent and protected. His wand was prepped. Every sense was alive, every part of his mind focused on the task at hand. Lucius was leading, a distance ahead and to his left. He couldn't risk her spotting Cyril when they arrived. Lucius was risking everything, and Cyril had no intention of messing it up.