Snippet #1960938

Sage walked through the forest quietly, the hood of his cloak over his head, keeping what sunlight there was from shining in his eyes. He wasn't looking for a fight, but was ready if one needed to break out. The dark green cloak wrapper loosely around Sage, allowed his movements to be swift and quiet. After a while of walking, Sage came to a stop and sat down on a fallen tree. He quickly pulled out a bladde full of water and took a sip. Sage took the hood off of his head, and with a rag, wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Hopefully I find them soon." Sage said to himself.
Sage quicly stood up, and held his halbred at the ready after hearing the sound of something being smashed against a tree trunk. He followed the direction of the sound. After a few minutes, Sage came across a fight breaking up, and what appeared to be a cat talking to someone or something. He wasn't able to make out what it was saying or to whom. The young warrior walked closer, keeping his guard up, and pulling his hood over his head. It didn't take long for the warrior to be standing only a few yards from Samhain and Waterlily. He stood up straight and took a deep breathe and let it out slowly.