Bak'ran's domain spanned wide, but was actually not that deep. Walking in a straight line would take you straight to the exit of his cave, but it was a rough path, meant for deterring. Getting past the territorial Minotaur was difficult, since you seemed to have to gain the approval of him for simply passing through his land.<br/><br/>Bak'Ran watched the young girl come through the caves, and slow as he entered the Grove. His large arms folded across his chest as he stood on the small rise on the side, blending eerily well with the landscape, his golden eyes allowing him to see her as though he were meters in front of her. Where as really, he was a decent distance, observing her from his spot. The strap across his chest and back supported the massive warhammer attached to his back, true to the Minotaur race. That, or a giant axe.<br/><br/>Slowly, he moved off the small rise, and moved through the trees slowly, intending to find her once she got far enough in. She seemed to be looking for somewhere to sleep, which would infuriate him if she had not even acknowledged him.