SIX – Encounters
His new lodger shuffled awkwardly within the dark confines of the shared bolt-hole, searching for comfort where none existed. As Trix continued to hopelessly slide around the cramped interior of the hide, he silently observed the curious intruder gleaning what little information he could – like a biologist studying a new organism. Trix was clumsy, that much was obvious; the self-proclaimed Shadow class member was clearly not used to ‘roughing it’. Like a child, Trix made unnecessary noise with every gesture. Although far from overweight, Trix had a larger, more rounded, build than his own. He figured his newest Shadow class acquaintance was somewhat of a stranger to the concept of exercise; odd then, he mused, that Trix had somehow survived the Rout given an apparent lack
