Gavik and his fellow officers stood atop the slope staring down into the small valley. "looks like someone or something has had a good time here already." He shook his head slowly. "Surely not a dancing slave though." He glanced left and right at his four flanking warriors. "Go down and check it out. See if there is anywhere she can conceal herself down there." "The tracks all lead here, My Lord." The darker Klingon announced. "I see of no other revenue of escape from this point." "I am surprised she made it this far." Gavik faintly smiled. "Impressive, I must say." "Lord Gavik." The Second officer could no longer remain silent. He had been holding his silence since they left the small ship. "Surely you see the waste in this endeavor. Your adoptive Brother will not return for a slave girl. Surely......" "Brother!" Gavik burst angrily.