Dawn. Kogren didn't have to be awake to know it was there. It was just...instinct. His eyes opened alert and ready. It was time. Kogren rose from the tree he slept on and stretched long and wide, releasing a primal roar of sorts to accentuate his morning stretch. He made it a point to be extra loud in hopes of waking up the rest of the group. After stretching out his neck Kogren leaned down and lifted up his armor, staring at it intently for a few moments. It brought back memories of his father, and of his first battles with the Nundar. It had seen alot of action and the future held much, much more.<br/><br/>Kogren walked towards the nearly extinguished flire pit, his large and heavy footsteps thumping on the hardened grass below. He fastened his armor then used his foot to put out the rest of the embers, grinding his foot back and forth to be sure it was all out. Kogren looked over his blades once more than resheathed them.<br/><br/>"Alright crew, the sun is peaking over the horizon and that means our trecherous journey has officially begun. I'm going to scout ahead while you all get yourselves ready for our departure." Kogren nodded in their direction then began to walk into the woods to get a general bearings of where they would need to go. A good sense of direction meant a quicker journey and Kogren could only hope to begin fighting before the sun set later on.