<div class="floatright">(http://i1099.photobucket.com/albums/g393/theredfear/MaleCharPics/The-vampire-diaries-2x14-crying-wolf-tyler-lockwood-cap_mid.jpg)<br/><strong>Name:</strong> River<br/><strong>Species:</strong> Primal - Totemic<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Al'Mar<br/><strong>Summary:</strong> Scouting the Al'Mar<br/><strong>Tagged</strong> Abigail, Anyala, Amilcar, Keiran </div><br/>Well that went splendidly. Oh he could have done without being laughed at, but hey...it was kinda funny if he were being honest with himself. With everyone on board River set out in the direction of the Al'Mar. He set a pretty swift and rigorous pace...one that would have been tough even for him to maintain a month or two ago. But he figured if Anyala who, fit as she was, was still ultimately human...at least until entering one of those beserker bonds they were reputed to share with their pets...or the fledgling Slayer had difficulty keeping the pace they could always hitch a ride in the wagon and let the Hellcat pull them along. He assumed the dead man probably didn't experience things like fatigue. As for Keiran, he had no idea what kind of Stamina these so-called 'Totem Warriors' brought to the table. The guy had speed no doubt, but sometimes the candle that burns hottest burns fastest. The pace gave him a chance to get a sense of just what this group was capable of, physically.<br/><br/>At their pace, they arrived in Suvolte territory in a little under two hours. If anyone failed to notice the signs...the heavy musk in the air, and occasional piles of haphazardly strewn bones...the fact that River noticably slowed down, and kept his hands hovering near his Ranger-issue pair of tomahawks was a clear sign that they were now officially in foreign territory. "Keep tight and quiet. This is their hunting ground. If any of their hunters spot us here we have to kill them quick before they call the whole hive down on us.  "