OOC: Ack, I'm late. Oh well, here I go.
IC: I hear noises of those around me. They seem to be fighting eachother, though it seemed quite one-sided. "Geh. What are they doing?" I say, just waking up and climbing out of the tree I've been resting in. "They're.... disturbing my sleep," he said in an annoyed voice. "I may have to shed some blood if they don't shut up," he said coldly, his left hand carefully grasping the handle of one of the blades he rests on his back. He hops down the branch and lands, pulling the blade from its sheath. He took a few steps forward slowly, for he had just awoken. Then he quickens his pace, now at a fast walk. His figure could be seen by them, slowly coming closer, one of the blades now being dragged on the ground, leaving a line where he walked.