The cold, that was the first thing.
Cold air whirled around the increasingly late-day-sky, and seemed to sink in a personal tornado over Jantec's unconscious body.
Whatever the case, it worked to slowly stir him, which was a miracle considering how drained he was.
Heavy arms pushed against the dry and overgrown forest floor that had acted as his bed, and tired, bloodshot eyes blinked into knowledge.
He looked around, quickly, and saw that he was alone, there was no snow, no burning trees, and no blood, no Matthew.
Jantec's mental state was incredibly fragile, and he knew it, which was the shocking part, if he had a "Sane" state, this was it.
He sat there, slightly hunched over for awhile just assessing his body, and gathering every fleeting drop of strength he had, he already knew he'd never make it back to the OKARI building by himself, he'd been abandoned when he passed out for some reason, there was no sight of Lizard boy or Sara.
Although, there was something in the air, a cyclone of warm, rusted copper danced around him, it was the all to familiar smell of blood, and the Jaguar in him told him it wasn't human, and that interested him a little.
Forcing his weak body up to a more-standing-than-not position, he started to shuffle towards where the smell seemed stronger.
His clumsy, dragging footsteps would probably be heard for miles, but he didn't care, something about the path seemed familiar too.
Once the thinks trees and heavy underbrush gave way and broke into a small clearing at a slight incline, he knew where he was, and so, so far away from OKARI.
With a sigh, he glanced around, and noticed several things.
The Husky was still passed out, a trail of blood, smeared along the ground came in from the east, and stopped at a large, out of place tiger, or maybe tigress, who was lazily draped over a dead deer or something, the poor thing looked hungry.
It took several moments for him to realize a tiger did not belong out in the backwoods of some sleepy Japanese town, it must have been one of the Alphas, and the only feline he knew of was that Kirisu chick, and she wasn't supposed to be to nice.
Still, the chance of help was all to tempting.
Jantec started walking towards her, slow and cautious as the dusk air picked up into a small breeze, blowing his scent, bloodstained as it was towards the tigress.
Most likely she wouldn't care, or perhaps try to eat him she looked so hungry, but maybe, just maybe she'd lend a little aid and get him back to OKARI before he passed out again.