The Chosen (story rp, open.)

[SRuiz]

Aster stared blankly as he was unamused as he was unphased. Could he perhaps give them some recognition that he was amazed that someone could catch him staring at them above in a treeglowing violet eyes glowing down upon them like some night bird patiently stalking its prey?

"Then it should come of no surprise as to why I'm following." He paid no attention to the ever angry werewolf as he had no interests in why it was angry or why he demanded to know why he was following him. The Phoekin perhaps, but his gaze was blazing hot on the figure with the nifty amulet. The other human was even of no concern. They technically were blind in the matter, leaving the the shorter make the only one worth the merit of talking to in the current moment. "If it is as you say, your journey, then you have nothing to worry about. If it's not, then it is my duty to to the Imperial Army to terminate effectively. Your conversation attracted the best and the worst kind of attention."

His bother would wither away with the wind and leaves until he was completely out of sight, the spell attuning him with nature as the wind blown leaves changed his location entirely. He would be waiting for them to continue in the forest, allowing him to track their progress.