Fyroneus sat up on the bed he was laying. He gave a look to the strange elixir it was offered to him and open the cup to smell it. Later he stood up and looked around the room to get an idea of where he was. He couldn't remember what happen last night although the idea of his body falling on the ground made clear. Either he tripped and fell on his own or knocked his head against a tree, didn't matter since he was in a room, uknown from the reason of how and who brought him there. It was the time when he thought Necromatos that made him want to return to the forest, the Lynx would be worried by then and they didn't used to leaving each other for long time. The light kinda hurt his eyes after the hours of sleeping, so he crawled himself to a dark corner and sat on his bottom, leaning back on the wall as he waited for someone to come.