Talaman stiffled a cough; the dust in this cabinet was really getting to him. He had been searching for food when he heard someone coming and hid. Now he sat in an empty cabinet listening to the conversation betwen Leasel and Uram.

Had the one with the deep voice, Uram, said stedding? That meant he was an Ogier. Was there really a real live Ogier outside.

He pinched his nose to hold back a sneeze and, when it passed, he slid towards the door of the cabinet. They seemed nice enough, maybe they had food. At the thought of food his stomach growled. Worried that the sound would give his position away he slid back against the wall.

Was there really an Ogier out there?

Again, Talaman slid forward, curiousity growing. He inched the door open, with a startled exclamation he slid to the back and curled into a ball. He had not expected the three Ogiers sitting nearby, the large creatures had startled him.

He was just hoping they wouldn't find him.