We pick up the tale with Cyrus having been assigned the first watch of the evening:
It had been several minutes since the last tremor was felt. Several glorious minutes where Cyrus wasn't feeling overwhelmed with numbing fear.
"Perhaps it's just a natural occurance out in the fringe?" he whispered to the darkness. If only they had constructed a more formidable perimeter. Surely this would be remedied, once construction began in the morning.
Even though his confidence was slowly being restored, Cyrus maintained his viselike grip on the sword resting across his lap. Suddenly, something flitted to his left, just beyond his field of view.
For the briefest of moments, he thought the shape was humanoid, but looked quite like an oversized rabbit.
"Preposterous."
More movement to his right. Cyrus's entire body stiffened. After a moment's consideration, he refused to investigate, for fear he may actually find something lurking beyond the campsite.
"I warned you!" hissed a a female voice, several yards behind Cyrus. "The Humans are not as blind as we've been led to believe. That one nearly saw you Jhorvis! And look at him. He's completely helpless!"
A lithe creature emerged from the shadows, his face framed in a scowl. Jhorvis moved with effortless grace, and left little trace of his passage.
"Still yourself Rhouna. I am the Guard Scout of the Second Warren here. It is I who represents the Blue Division. Not you. I say the Humans are a threat. We proceed with the mission to capture and question."
Jhorvis looked back over his shoulder, towards the silhouetted shape of Cyrus in the distance. With two fingers, he motioned for Rhouna to circle, and approach their target from the left.
They moved with incredible speed, propelled by massive hind legs, and pounced. Jhorvis attempted to restrain Cyrus from behind, while Rhouna leapt for his feet. Cyrus made a feeble attempt to draw his sword, but only managed to cleave his own leg at the thigh. His cry of pain muffled as Jhorvis clasped a paw across Cyrus's mouth.
"Hold him steady Jhorvis! I need to bind him so he does no further damage to himself."
As Rhouna worked, Jhorvis felt the body he held collapse. His target had passed out. Jhorvis prayed it was from blood loss, and not his tight grip over the Human's mouth. Panicked, he looked at Rhouna.
"Quickly! Let's move this one to the fallback position before we're discovered."
"Fear not, Guard Scout of the Second Warren. His pulse is steady, and I can remedy his ailments once we secure our location. And don't worry, I won't tell Father you've botched another mission."
The two lagomorphs hefted their quarry, and quietly dissolved into the shadows.