Mud squeaked, and twigs crunched under Karhun's feet as he made his way towards the settlement of the group leader, Grathar.
He was currently in the forest, about two kilometres west of the Great Divide — the tunnel connecting the Redwood Basin to the Redwood Den.
As he walked, mud stuck to his feet, and he muttered, "Why is there so much mud?"
Annoyed, he gritted his teeth and threw a leisurely punch at a tree.
Thud!
The ground shook as the tree fell down.
His eyes widened in disbelief, and he exclaimed, "Blasted hell?!"
Pew!
Suddenly, an arrow whistled towards him.
But just as it was about to hit him, he grabbed the arrow and roared, "Courting death?!"
Fwoosh!
His aura flared, and he scanned his surroundings with vigilance.
A few seconds passed, and the forest fell silent.
Rustling of the leaves and the sound of the animals fell in his ears, but his eyes were focused on the direction of the arrow.
Pew!
Another arrow flew towards him from a different direction.
