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The blood was getting to be too much for the armored male. Knowing that if he didn't get out now, another outburst was inevitable. And who knew who's blood would be spilt then. If anything Faith and Aleph were still sleeping and wouldn't notice his absence much. They had found each other and that was good enough.

His armor slowly blended into the envornment as he set off to the forest, seeing as the wastes held nothing for him at this point. Crossing the thresh hold of trees felt odd though. Like he had been in this part before, but not that he had remembered. The only thing he knew that could be seen was the blue line that brought fear that anyone who knew something of him were told. The early morning hours made the light clear as the blazing sun, trotting quickly on the forest floor as he tried to clear the scent of blood on his mind.

Oreron? Where are you going?

"Away from them. Keeping those two safe."

Like you tried to keep us safe, my dear?

"I was weak then. I shouldn't have let you die then. I know Osanal is alive out there somewhere."

His claws left marks in the exposed roots of trees that he walked over. Every noise pinged in his mind, looking for any sort of human or neco movement. Even in these times, as long as it had been since he had commanded necos, he couldn't let his guard down for anything.

The heat signatures that he could see around where very few and in-between. Every now and again, a small animal would dart across his vision and rarer still a deer would show up. He kept his guard up, stopping to get a good look at where he was. The blue line on the front of his helm pulsed, matching the rythum of his heart. He noticed something in the distance, a humanoid figure. Something that he had only come across recently with Faith and Aleph, but still strange to him all the same.

He crouched, being very still so that his armor could blend in again, even if he looked like a floating blood stain.