I would not. Grenn sounded peeved. "I'd just ride south, you can tell south by the stars."
What if the sky was cloudy? Pyp asked.
Then I wouldn't go.
Another voice broke in. "You know where I'd be if it was me? I'd be in Mole's Town, digging for buried treasure." Toad's shrill laughter boomed through the trees. Jon's mare snorted.
Keep quiet, all of you, Haider said. "I thought I heard something."
Where? I didn't hear anything. The horses stopped.
You can't hear yourself fart.
I can too, Grenn insisted.
They all fell silent, listening. Jon found himself holding his breath. Sam, he thought. He hadn't gone to the Old Bear, but he hadn't gone to bed either, he'd woken the other boys. Damn them all. Come dawn, if they were not in their beds, they'd be named deserters too. What did they think they were doing?
The hushed silence seemed to stretch on and on. From where Jon crouched, he could see the legs of their horses through the branches. Finally Pyp spoke up. "What did you hear?"
I don't know, Haider admitted. "A sound, I thought it might have been a horse but... "
There's nothing here.
Out of the corner of his eye, Jon glimpsed a pale shape moving through the trees. Leaves rustled, and Ghost came bounding out of the shadows, so suddenly that Jon's mare started and gave a whinny. "There!" Halder shouted.
I heard it too!