Varenx kept flying until he finally reached the hideout of the rebel fraction. He knew that just landing would be most unwise, instead he flew a little more, taking a rather large circle above, but he was aware of the importance of his timely arrival. Thus after taking this minimal precaution he started a nose dive right into the forest aiming for PDP's tent, the one who helped the rebels out so far. Being the commander of a large amount of soldiers he was the first to report to. Only when he felt ground beneath his paws and talons he realised how long and exhausting his flight was. He looked around quickly before he headed for the tent, searching for people.<br/>~ Where is everyone...? ~ he asked himself, hoping that he wasn't late. He shook his head quickly to get rid of the thought and walked to the tent, chirping quietly but quite audible for permission to enter.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">(( Oh I LOVE that personality! <img alt=":mrgreen:" src="./images/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" title="Mr. Green"/> ))</span>