"The forest enveloped Snow in a symphony of night sounds as he approached the camp. The rustling leaves guided him along the familiar path, their soft movements signaling the breeze. The cool, damp earth underfoot shifted slightly with each step, grounding him."\n"The crackle of the fire grew louder, and he felt its warmth on his face. Voices murmured around him, rebels sharing stories and plans in hushed tones."\n"Snow's fingers brushed against the rough bark of a tree, a familiar landmark. He moved cautiously, his hand trailing along the coarse fabric of tents and the sturdy wood of makeshift structures. The soft clinking of metal, likely armor or weapons, indicated readiness. The subtle scrape of whetstones on blades added to the atmosphere, each sound precise and deliberate."\n"His ears caught the sound of footsteps rapidly approaching him, mingled with a panting breath. Moments after, a voice greeted him, a sense of urgency in the tone."\n"With a frown, Snow hurried deeper, following the soft gossiping."\n"Stopping before a figure bound at the heart of the camp, he tapped a boot against the forest floor with visible irritation."\n"Ich sehe, wir haben einen Eindringling in unserer Mitte," "he said coolly." "Who sent you?"