[Blue]<br/><br/>The elf gave a confused grunt when Phoenix stopped. What was going on? Who was this other centaur? Why was he here? He felt like an object snuggled within the pocket of someone's pants, unable to speak up or do anything. But, he was a live creature, so he could. "At the risk of... what ever in the underworld's name you have planned for me, what's going on? Am I... going back to the forest? Or is my brain playing another visual trick on me again?" The elf asked.