When he heard Verita falling to the ground, he reacted by uncleanching his feet, grabbed onto her, and flipped to land on the ground. Letting her go to her own devices, he took a whiff and smelt the direction of the fairies, as well as feel them gather, their magic growing stronger. That was odd behavior for them, he thought...never did he think they could form together, let some sort of colony. But hey, they were about as small and annoying as insects...only fitting that they can form like them too. But something else caught his attention...<br/><br/><i>The pixies...they're...talking, as one</i>, He listened to the words and he thought that something bad was going on. Seeing as how there was no more threat, he left Verita and Donchen to themselves as he raced off towards where the pixies went, jumping from tree to tree in a quick pace. He almost seemingly zipped through the forest before he stopped on the branch of a tree right by where the gathering occurred and heard the other speak...a dark Elf. He almost let out a hiss...he smelled darkness in its purest form.<br/><br/>He also heard and smelt Foran, as well as another woman. With this gathering of scents, it was getting difficult to keep things separate and keep track. This certainly wasn't looking good, especially with the whimsical response the dark woman said. It seems like whatever was happening wasn't good...<br/><br/>He used his claws to climb down the tree and into the bushes, listening real closely to the conversation...trying to figure out how to do deal with the situation. He had to get Foran out of there...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>