<span style="font-style: italic">Fang stretched across a branch in a fashion much like a four-legged cat and yawned. With a twist of her head, she glared down at the figure of her brother Blaze. He was sitting at the river's edge, cross-legged upon a stump that seemed far too small. His claymore was forced into the ground before his quiet body, an act that would blunt the blade and made her cringe. A tiny candle balanced precariously upon the sword's hilt, flame flickering in the breeze.</span><span style="color: #BFBF00">"Is not good to ave an open flame, it will attwagt danga'. Ev'yone visits the wiva' anyway. Fo' that matta', why we still in this fo'st?"</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">For a long moment there was no reply from the over-armored lupine, although he doubted any was truly expected of him. Behind him the rest of the tree belonging to his seat formed a bridge across part of the river, ending at a small island-like mound of dirt and rock. An excited fish leapt from the water, clearing the tree trunk but not escaping his arm as he grabbed it mid-air. Without warning, eyes still closed, he tossed it to Fang.</span><span style="color: #0080FF">"Will that shut you up sis? We are here exactly because this place is unwelcoming and dangerous, it will help me perfect my control. Also, I honestly have no clue where to go next anyway. And.."</span><span style="font-style: italic">He hardly paused a breath, catching the next adventurous fish to leap.</span><span style="color: #0080FF">"I'm hungry."</span><span style="font-style: italic">He peeked an eye open suddenly, and the candle went out. Well, to Fang, it was hard to tell which occurred first, or if they were even related. Blaze held up a hand, one finger upraised in caution and his voice lowered considerably as he spoke more.</span><span style="color: #0080FF">"Speaking of danger.. I smell a demon. Except, I smell others too, though harder to distinguish.. hmm, definitely a couple humans. They are on horses, must be in a hurry to be so noisy in this forest"</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">In a silent, fluid motion, Fang went from sprawling to climbing a few levels higher in the tree. Ending in a readied squat, she was settled above the most open break in foliage, the beaten path most likely to be followed by horse-riders. She said nothing, now hearing the hoofbeats herself. Definitely on the run, she thought, confirming Blaze's assessment. Blaze however seemed unprovoked overall, still sitting in his position of meditation upon the stump and eyes closed again. When the group came within earshot, Blaze flashed her a string of hand signals and the cheetah rolled her eyes with a groan, thinking to herself that they should not advertise their presence or give away her position. But resigned to annoyance, she proceeded to call out anyway.</span><span style="color: #BFBF00">"ello tha', we ave fish but little else. Awe you ungwy fo' blood o' food?"</span>