Storm had been shadowing the line of refugee's from the trees ever since he came across them. Curious he followed along just in case something interesting happened.<br/><br/>He had stayed in the forest as they camped out not even bothering to start a fire since his cloak would keep him warm. His eyes adjusted in the low light conditions allowed him to well enough anyways. Storm nibbles on some dried fish as he scanned the camp before he shrugs and using his natural agility climbs the nearest tree and settles down keeping his cloak wrapped around him.<br/><br/>It doesn't take long before his sensitive ears picks up noise and Storm sits up just in time to see the refugee's hurrying off. His eyes narrow he springs from tree to tree in order to find out what is going on. The beast inside growls and Storm mimics it as he tastes the spilt blood on the air.