Things had gone silent by the riverbank, and when Thrax had escorted the priestess back, he'd gotten seperated.<br/>Lost in the forest, unable to make his way, this entire time he'd been fighting. the monsters of the forest were brutal, savage, and out for meat that night. the sound of a blade sheering flesh could be heard the entire night for those who'd listened close enough.<br/>when he emerged two days later Thrax carried a large reptile over his sholder. he'd guttted it and the blood had soaked his fur, he threw it at the feet of the Amazon guards and went to get washed up.<br/>(wanted to do some fan service XD)<br/>He ran the sponge and water over his body, cleaning away the blood. it drifted over his chest, powerful abs and back muscles. He had to clean a lot, his clothes were soaked in blood. He even had to clean his cock and backside from where it'd soaked through. though while most would have taken sexual excitement from doing so, Thrax was all busness about it. this was not the place or the time for it.<br/>when he was done he dumped his water over his head and strode to his hut for a fresh set of clothes.