Foran thanked the fox with a slight nod at his kind words, he wanted to say he would be alright, much like he wanted to say a lot of things, he wanted to say he was sorry to Dorian for his comments on humans, he wanted to say thank you to the elf, he wanted to tell the human girl he still did not learn the name of yet that she had no reason to be so shy, she was smart and kind. He had wanted to have a real goodbye with Razor, he didn't even know the newest girl that has joined their group but wanted to welcome her.<br/><br/>He has so many conflicting emotions running around in his head, he was never used to so much, with Razor it was simple, kill, eat, sleep, hide. Foran heard Dorian say something and it took him a minute to register what he said, “Looks like someone finally got the right idea and walked away.”<br/><br/>Foran hunched over, maybe he wasn't so sorry to the human after all.<br/><br/>In his thought Foran's foot caught onto a root and he fell head first into the water in front of him. He may have been at the back of the group, but apparently when everyone had stopped to look at the blue majestic lake he had been looking down and did not notice it.<br/><br/>He came up for air his heavy cloak and hood now soaking set, he tore off the mask covering his mouth and took in a few breaths of wonderful air. He only got two in before the half naked human girl pounced into the wanted near him making the water splash up into his face and he stood there waist deep in water his hood dripping onto his brown torn up shirt.<br/><br/>“<b>I hate this</b>.” He groaned and got out of the water.<br/><br/>He thought about sitting in the morning light letting his cloths dry, but have you ever worn wet linen? It's itchy as all hell. He stumbled to the back of the group and looked over his shoulder to make sure no one was looking and started to take off his mask and hood.<br/><br/>After the plainly made brown linen came off you could see the number of spines that hung from his head down to the top of his neck looking like rather long hair, the spines that ran long his spine, even the part of his chin that no longer had any skin on it.<br/><br/>He took off his soaking wet cloak it was light mostly for hiding behind not for protection or warmth.<br/><br/>Foran was comfortable with his body. When it was only him, with so many people around him he felt smaller than he was, he took off his shirt to show off a swimmers body, long strong arms, not in the way the knight was strong, more in a modest sense, he wasn't as impressive, he just had enough that it was good to look at, if you could get over his deathly pale skin. He kept the pants on, at least for now and hung around the shade of the trees covering over his chest with his long frail arms.<b>“Stop looking at me</b>” He muttered unable to keep eye contact with anyone, surprising how someone who could easily be seen as a pervert was so scared of someone seeing his form.<br/><br/>He admired the look of the girls in the water, and he would have joined them, if he had not already made such a fool of himself, it was almost comical looking back at how he crawled out onto the sandy beach like a water logged cat. Foran just looked into the water trying not to pay attention to anyone who may be looking at him.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>