Jolta jumped slightly at the sound of the cellar door slamming above him. It was suddenly pitch black in the large room but after a moment sparks flew started to jump around on his fur, then a constant surge enveloped the little animal, bringing light back to a small portion of the room, fixating on swirling around him.<br/><br/>He had heard the lock, which meant he was slightly stuck inside...however...<br/><br/>Outside the sky started to cloud over...fast.<br/>Within only seconds raindrops were hitting the farmland around the cottage...but not a drop touched the building. It was a symbol to Athren, who turned his head just in time to see through the door...it meant trapped. That was it, no descriptions of where, when, just...trapped.<br/><br/>Athren's eyes suddenly turned cold, finding the two females in the kitchen-like area as he rose from his seat.<br/>To her question he smirked.<br/>"Don't know...but wherever he is...he's not happy about it."<br/>With that Athren ducked out in to the rain, enjoying the cold drops of rain as they trickled over his body. He started walking towards the forest, unsure of where Jolta had meandered off to...he would definitely be back when he figured that his brother was still within the home...but for now...he was gone.<br/><br/>Jolt on the other hand was running out of power. The faint glow from his fur had become dimmer and dimmer as he sat in the darkness. He hadn't eaten in a week, since they'd been banished and wondering around in the forest...unsure of what was actually edible.<br/><br/>The little fox paced slightly, his eyes trained on the cellar door as his dim glow finally started to give way...leaving him in pitch-blackness as he sensed his younger brother getting further and further away.