Cuan had wondered at the meaning what Eric had said, but that train of thought hadn't lasted particularly long as he found himself back inside the massive horse's body, being pulled down to his stomach. Cuan was thankful at least that it went quick and consciousness swiftly slipped from his grasp as the stomach started to digest the wolf's body.<br/><br/>Cuan groaned softly as he awoke in the forest, not entirely sure of where he was or how he got there. He was<span style="font-style: italic">sure</span>he'd been somewhere else in the forest before, as everything looked all different now. He stood up, noticing he'd also somehow lost his loincloth during the period of time he couldn't recall. He sighed in mild frustration, then shrugged it off and started forward in a random direction. No point in wondering about it now, he figured. Clearly nothing worse than getting lost and losing his loincloth had occured.