Unlike the stories told to the Children of Europe vampires to not burst in flames once sunlight touches their bare skin, although the burning sensation caused by the suns ray is enough for Arthur to carefully navigate the minefield of sunlight as it penetrated through the upper layers of the forest. Arthur stretched, his body had healed slightly while was asleep this though meant he had lead bullet still inside him covered by the newly healed flesh and skin. That would require him to deliberately dig them out which will end up most likely being fairly painful but it did mean he was free of unwanted metal. The forest was oddly silent, the only sound was the wind blowing though the foliage.<br/><br/>The woman didn't leave any noticeable tracks, although his head wasn't in the best frame of mind for tracking, so he could be missing the most obvious clues. She did leave something that he could follow, the trail of blood. Arthur senses were attuned to this sent, so he wouldn't have been much of a vampire if this was something he didn't notice it. The trail went south, just over the crescent of the higher hill then right back down into another valley.<br/><br/>"Elizabeth!" he yelled out loud, hoping to get a response. He wasn't worried about the soldiers still being around as if they hadn't found him now it would be highly unlikely that they would still be snooping around. His best guess is that they were back at base being yelled at by their superior officers, who intern are being yelled at by their superiors.<br/><br/>Arthur came down the valley still following the scent of the blood, much like the taste it had a distinct iron quality too it. He reached a thick bush, behind the soft trickle of a small river or steam chimed through the thick branches. The trail came through here.