Hikaru felt a little embarrassed as he stood there, unable to look the Kitsune in the eye. He felt a little stupid for having brought the gifts along with him, one reason being because he had no idea if what he'd read was correct about Kitsunes and whether or not he'd made a fool of himself, and two because he only just realised he had hoped Seirei liked them. In that brief moment he felt like he was ten years old again. "I-I know I didn't have to, but I... wanted to, needed to, to show at least a small token of my gratitude for what you did for me back then. It is the very least I could do." He didn't exactly want to tell Seirei that though his choice had been the right one it might not have been a good one, in Hikaru's opinion anyway. The media, the cops, the bullying, the doctors, the psychologists, the nightmares. In truth there were times where he'd wished to have stayed with Seirei, to go back to the time where grief, night terrors, pain did not reach him. Where he could go back to that blissful time with all of them in the forest together.<br/><br/>Pulled from his thoughts at the tone in the kitsunes voice, he could only frown in confusion, as he said, "I don't understand. Why would I be in danger, I haven't done anything I promise. I just came to-" he noticed the sudden shift in all their of the demeanours. To him, a human, he couldn't see or hear anything suspiscious other than a few birds sqwaking in the trees as was usual. It was obvious they sensed something he did not, something they did not like. Maybe he was a fool. He'd never intended to get them into trouble or put them in danger.<br/><br/>A little lost for words he could only follow them as they instructed. They knew more about the forest and its dangers than he did. All he knew were stories, myths and legends told by humans. Looking behind him one last time he jogged to catch up to them. They were certainly faster than he remembered. "Wh-What's going on? What's the problem, what trouble?" He wondered, slowing to walk beside them.<br/><br/>But as he did he became a little distracted as his memory picked out certain recognisable trees or fragments of landmarks as they walked. He wasn't sure if he was dreaming or if this was reality, never thinking he'd make it back here again. In fact he'd walked in here fully expecting to find proof of his insanity and confirm his psychologists words. He wasn't sure what to believe anymore, but he had to believe in this at least. It was then he spotted a familiar looking tree, squinting as he tried to make out the the sign on the tree. Slowly breaking away from the trio he brushed his fingers over the dark marks on the bark, and gave a little huff of surprise. He remembered when he'd tried to use a rock to carve a fox into the bark. Definitely the blocky, stick figure of a ten years olds attempt at carving a drawing into a tree.<br/><br/>It was then as he turned to return to the trio that he just barely managed to duck as a crow came flying at his head. "What the-" throwing his hands up in defence as another one swooped down with a loud caw. He quickly made his way back over to the kitsunes only to notice there were quite a few crows sitting in the trees above them now, gathering, watching them. "Please tell me that's normal...?" Even he felt uneasy this time as they continued walking with the beady eyed birds staring. Or tried to as another crow came at him talons out, having to crouch low just to avoid the nasty thing. "I heard there were beings called tengu in this forest, is that them? Are they the trouble you were talking about? I thought they were more... human shaped... but with wings?" No sooner had he said it than the crows started for him again. This time not one by one, but two or three at a time.