A dark, almost shapeless figure darted through the woods that bordered Pelendava, slowing to an abrupt stop, and then vanishing behind a tall, dense patch of foliage above the undergrowth. Deep, rich royal blue eyes inconspicuously watched from behind the veil of shadows. The bushes, and the shade from the tree canopy concealed his figure perfectly as he stayed still as a statue.
The silhouette crept through the undergrowth until it found a tall oak, where it rocketed up into the labyrinth of boughs, shrouded by the leafy cover as he watched curiously from a higher perspective.