((Much credit and thanks to Craotor, who rp'd the spirit in this incident.))      Malog stood in the grasslands, sorounded by darkness. He heard no sounds, nor felt the wind against his face. It was almost as if time had stopped. Malog grunted to himself as he looked around curiously. Suddenly, he heard thunder coming from behind a hill that he had not seen before. It echoed through the grasslands almost as if calling for him. He looked in the direction of the thunder, and heeded the call, bre