Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7838080-20131225042819/@comment-11588669-20131226194621

He stood up, and raised an eyebrow. His expression screamed 'What, did you think it would smell like a gourmet meal?' Shaking his head in amusement, the mute teen began moving again, this time paying attention to his surroundings. Nothing was attacking them, and in a forest filled with Grimm, that was unusual. He was on edge, and slid to a stop just before he broke the ring of trees into a clearing.

Final Echo shifted over to it's ranged form, and he slung it across his back, before going up to a tree, and scaling the limbs. He looked back, and held a hand down to Chamoisee. He gestured for her to take it. Being higher up should give them some sort of advantage, unless they were dealing with a Nevermore. Or a Deathstalker, but he really didn't think they'd have something like that in here. Gods, he hoped they didn't.

While leaning, he looked into the clearing, to see what looked like dust flying everywhere, and a person who just...smashed...through a...tree?