The almost eerie quiet of the forest sunk deep into Cain's bones. He took careful steps, using the half light to navigate through dense foliage. It should be midday, but the sunlight barely made it to the ground. Few forests he walked in gave such an impression as this. He should he should not tread here it seemed to say, but he already traveled this deep and Cain never turned back. Besides, he reminded himself in his head, he enjoyed the danger and the journey. He was a smart man, but still a bold one. So, hefting his pack up his shoulder, he carried on.

For a while, nothing happened. He walked and let himself relax enough to inspect some of the flora and fauna of the forest. An entire country away from his home island, so much looked different--the shape of the leaves, the color of the mushrooms, and this odd scent like acid that seemed to exist in the very air. Faint, but always present when the wind blew from the North. He knew he shouldn't walk that way, but it was his mission to explore, so he turned his boots to the North none the less.

He had no idea whose forest he tread through though. That anything should be forbidden or secret, he would never guess. No matter how many strange creatures he encountered, he promised never to falter. However, as he neared the northern most edge of the forest, he gained the feeling that eyes were on him. Without a doubt, he was being followed.