Glaive had awakened from inside of a cave, and to his displeasure found himself stripped of all clothing.<br/>"Son of a--!" Glaive exclaimed angrily. He didn't like being so exposed to the elements and hated being robbed of his possessions even more. "As if I didn't hate them enough for spiking my drink."<br/><br/>Glaive transformed into his bestial self in hopes of restoring some dignity and pride, though he still wished he had something to cover his crotch. He hadn't noticed before but he felt quite chilly, as if he wasn't on a tropical island at all. Glaive ventured forth out of the cave to seek an explanation and to his surprise found that he was high on a snowy mountaintop overlooking the entire island. Further out he could see ships that would soon be docking on the sandy beach.<span style="font-style: italic">'That must be the prey coming ashore,'</span>He thought,<span style="font-style: italic">'but first I should take care of the basics before hunting. Wouldn't want to be ill prepared in a time of crisis.'</span>Glaive glanced back at the cave he awoke in and mentally checked off looking for shelter. Now he just needed water and perhaps a marker of some sort so he could find the cave again.<br/><br/>"Well I can easily melt this snow for water, but I still need to contain in something. Well, I can think about that later. A fire would be best at finding the cave, whether at night or in the day . . . but how to keep it from burning out while I'm gone. Not to mention others might be drawn to the fire while I'm gone and then they'll try to claim the cave as theirs. I guess I'll just have to memorize landmarks. Alright so I guess that should cover my needs for now . . . except hunger." A wicked grin crossed his face.<br/><br/>Glaive looked once more to where the ships were docking before heading down the mountainside.