After the incident with the bandits, Kosuke had went on his merry way. It always pleased him when he was able to avoid violence. Perhaps healing the bandit would harm someone else along the way, but it was against the traveler's nature to leave any injured person untended. Besides that, he'd been able to escape the situation with all of his belongings and no injury. If someone along the way was injured by those bandits, and he came across them, he would be sure to take responsibility and deliver treatment to that person. And if he didn't come across them, then there was nothing he could do.<br/><br/>It seemed that after quite a bit of walking, the path to town was once again taking him into a forested area. The traveler was relieved by the shade brought by the great green canopies, and lowered his hood in gratitude. His stark black hair was soft and smooth, almost resembling a woman's well-tended hair, and it was the perfect contrast to his spotless white robes and almost as pale skin. Even in the dim light that escaped the trees, his pitch black eyes still sparkled almost unnaturally.<br/><br/>By now surely the town was but a mile away or less. This being the case, the traveler took advantage of the shade as an opportunity to have his lunch before continuing on. He pulled just far enough from the road so that he wouldn't be in the way of fellow travelers, but not so far that the road would be hidden from sight. The traveler leaned against the great trunk of a tree and rested his feet. Surely his feet must be weary, as his thin, white-leather shoes couldn't provide much protection from the endless stomping on the roads, no matter how light his step might be.<br/><br/>The traveler pulled his bag off his shoulder and pulled some rations from it-- bread, some cheese, and some water by the looks of it. He ate it slowly, not seeming to be in any rush, and not seeming worried at all that he might be ambushed again. Perhaps he was just ignorant, or perhaps he was confident in his ability to avoid violence. Either way, only time would tell whether his choice was foolish or not.<br/><br/>As he ate, he tried to remember the name of the town he would soon have entered, but for the life of him could not remember. With one hand he held his food, and with the other he reached, once again, into his bag. When his hand had come out it was holding a vial and several pouches. He seemed to examine these, and weigh them in his hands. It was likely that he was doing an inventory check after using some of his materials on the bandit's wound.<br/><br/>Kosuke put the materials back into the bag. Clearly he wasn't worried by the results of his inventory check, but he made a mental note to restock on a few of his herbs when he got into town. He would have to see one of their merchants and hopefully they would have what he was looking for.<br/><br/>Whatever thoughts the traveler was having were interrupted when a rabbit of all things hopped out of the brush behind him. He was startled until he saw the passive creature for what it was. The small animal eyed his bread for a moment, but was too wary to approach him. With a small smile, Kosuke tore off a piece of his bread and tossed it a bit in front of the bunny. It dashed off, startled by the sudden movement, but in a moment it would come back and devour its gift.