"I don't belong here...or there. So where do I belong?" Lucan asked himself quietly as he continued his aimless trek through the wilderness. He had absolutely no idea where he was headed, only that he was heading there. He was far enough away from the camp to not smell any of the Shadows, that much he knew for sure. But his question kept haunting him, digging deep into his mind and bringing up the rage he burried since he started staying with the Shadows. His fist shot out and struck a berch tree nearby, knocking off a good solid chunk of it and sent it flying a few feet ahead. For a brief second he stopped to take a deep breath. Inhaling the cool air was refreshing and calming. It was so calming in fact that Lucan couldn't hear the rapidly approaching footsteps behind him. Once Eryan crashed into his back, his exhale was much more forced than relaxed. When all the motion settled, he found himself underneath Eryan who wasted no time getting to her feet and prepared to attack. Fighting a Shadow was the last thing Lucan ever wanted to do so he stayed put on the ground, waiting for her lunge. But eventually she recognized him and shot out a frustrated and angry apology before resting against a nearby tree.<br/><br/>Lucan slowly stood on his feet and brushed himself off. He approached Eryan slowly and at a safe distance incase she would still turn hostile. Her heavy panting and disoriented look in her face showed clear exhaustion. With the sudden raise in emotions, the full blown sprint she was in before crashing into Lucan, and this sudden stop for rest...it was understandable why she looked exhausted. Lucan glanced around the foliage for few seconds then knelt down and picked up what he was looking for. With his hand outstretched, Lucan presented Eryan with a couple of wildberries.<br/><br/>"It's not meat I know, but it will give you a little boost of energy so you don't pass out. Please"