Auroch snacked upon his cooked rabbit alone, the only sound being the wind from outside and the crackle of the flames. His Reaper robes lay in a small pond within his shelter, the blood slowly being washed from its form. Auroch hated the smell of blood and he could not stand to wear the robe a second longer without getting it washed.<br/><br/>Having eaten his fill, Auroch threw the remains of the rabbit into the fire. The sound of the bones snapping in the heat of the flame echoed through the shelter. He walked over the small pond his robe sat in and unstrapped his armored leather vest, revealing a multitude of scars that were all along his chest and back. Reaching in his pocket he pulled out a small rag and soaked it in the water. Wringing out excess water, he began to rather affectionately clean his armor of blood. Auroch was very fond of his things, he treated all of his equipment like it was his most prized possession. Arguably that statement could be true, as they had protected him an untimely demise for much of his life. It was only fair that Auroch treated them with a good amount of respect.<br/><br/>The Fallen Reaper smiled and hummed a tune as he cleaned his armor and his smaller swords. The tune was a song his squad was fond of during the war, something about never giving up and fighting for what's right, Auroch was never good with remembering lyrics. He did remember the tune though. His mind lingered on thoughts of the war then....dead faces seemed to appear in the periphery of his vision. When he glanced to the side to get a look at them they were gone. Auroch hated to admit it, but even he was not able to ignore the damage that that war had done to him, not simply the physical damage but the mental damage as well. Auroch saw things like this all the time, phantoms of his mind, things he could have prevented. Auroch was getting better at ignoring them, but they always got to him eventually.<br/><br/>Focusing his mind elsewhere, Auroch hummed the tune once more...the song sounded more saddening, and echoed throughout the cave until the sun rose.