<span style="font-style: italic">The young man was kneeling by the bedside, holding the sleeping manâ€™s hand in both of his. His jaw clenched, eyes wet, he only stared at his father. â€œI will find a way,â€ he whispered as he set the older manâ€™s hand down gently. â€œWhatever it takes.â€</span><br/><br/>The thunder crashed throughout the jungle and it caused the young man to trip yet again. Getting up, he wiped off his wet robes, but found it pointless when it only got his hands dirty. Wrapping his robes closer to him and readjusting his bag, he walked on. There was so much danger in the jungle and he managed to avoid most of it, but the risk was higher when he ventured off the trails. Why would what he was looking for exist on such a human path anyhow? The thick trees didnâ€™t give much light and with the rain storm, it was even darker. The wizard in training realized it was actually getting dark though.<br/><br/>With no success yet again, he settled down in a dry nook of a tree to provide shelter. Despite the cold and even though it was raining, he wasnâ€™t going to risk a fire and be seen or burn down the forest. After rummaging through his sac, he pulled out a book and a jar. A light shone as his hand hovered over the book. He read carefully and after whispering some incantations at the jar, he managed to create a bright blue, contained fire within it. He placed it under the blanket to provide warmth and saw that sleep came easy once he warmed up.<br/><br/>Upon waking, he was glad to hear that the rain had stopped. A loud growl erupted and with a jump, he knocked his head on the tree only then realizing it was his hungry stomach. Repacking his belongings, he ventured out into the thick jungle once more. He found a stream of water and began to drink from it, hoping it was safe to do so, but was then frozen in place as his eyes locked onto the tigerâ€™s eyes across the creek. â€œNice, kitty,â€ he cooed, but stayed still.