Wednesday gazes at his friend Sky as the elder elf began to speak, answering the question that he had asked. So...they were to gather the strongest warriors of each tribe. He wasn't sure what he thought about meeting the Firefox tribe, but he definitely wanted to meet the Ocean Riders. They had always been an interest to him. He noticed how Sky had trailed off when speaking of each of the tribes they were to visit, making him wonder... "What about the Hybrids? I'm sure there is a supremely powerful one of those...in fact I heard about a story about this one hybrid that was mixed between dragon and elf! How cool is that?! And he can change his form, from dragon, to half dragon, to full elf....but that sounds rather odd...so I don't really believe it. But how cool would it be if this guy was for real?" He grins at Sky, not a care in the world. All that really mattered was that he got to stick by Sky's side.<br/><br/>His left hand was curled around a staff that was quite unique, it was made of wood and at the end was a golden piece that was shaped like the petals of a flower. And, laying nesteled within the petals was a ball of soft white crystal. But with his other hand he begins to pick up any sticks and twigs he spotted laying on the ground, placing them in his pack. As he gathered wood, he spoke up again. "Do you think the FireFox will agree to help?" He glances at Sky, wondering what the older elf male thought, before looking to the ground again, picking up three more twigs. He hoped that at least one or two would agree to help...<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">~✲~今日~✲~明日~✲~昨日~✲~</div><br/><br/>He had gone for quite the distance, but could spot nothing in the desolation of the land that surrounded Ember Peak. Nothing interesting, nothing out of place. That was weird...he couldn't stop feeling that certain tingling along his spine as he flew, but knew that if he kept going he was eventually going to get to the edge of the next area, and right at that moment it wasn't something he needed to do. So, turning back, he heads to his tree once more, changing form back to like before, and curls his tail around the trunk of the tree, before laying down along the large branch which served as his resting spot, before closing his eyes and dozing off.