Emberwood until i burn beyond control

locust swarm!

The morning had started normal, Tezcacoatl had continued on his trek through the Teekon Wilds, getting closer to Duskfire Glacier and Frostfire Ridge though he was not so sure he deigned to go there, simply because both kingdoms that had been built there had fallen and he'd been helpless to stop it both times. They were his failures and he had learned that instead of shunning them he had desired to learn from them instead. He had taken to the aspen trees early before the sun had risen into the sky, and while the Emberwood had been known for it's ability to put wolves that traveled through it at ease, Tezcacoatl felt a shiver of unease beneath his skin. The Emberwood was too quiet, he realized. The silence was eerie and it heightened his archaic instincts: it worked to sharpen his caution. While the Emberwood had never been a place of abundant large prey it had been alive with the pitter patter and scurrying of smaller, woodland creatures. They were gone; and if they were not gone then they were in hiding. 

At first, Tezcacoatl allowed that perhaps a large predator — bear or something to the effect — had trampled around the outer perimeters of the woodland and perhaps out of their own instincts to preserve their lives had remained within their shelters; yet despite his attempt to convince himself he knew that wasn't the case. There were no recent scent trails nor tracks of any sort of bear or mountain lion, and the deeper towards the Emberwood's heart the Amazon King got the silence continued and his unease began to become palpable. 

Tezcacoatl's shoulders tensed, the muscles pulling taunt beneath his coat of chocolate brown as he paused in a small clearing, head tilting to the side for a moment as a strange humming filled his ears before a mass of thousands of small insects converged on the trees around him, covering them, and converging in and around him. His ears slicked back to his skull as he watched them, letting out a low growl and biting at his left shoulder where they pinged off of him like a spring board. All too clearly, Tezcacoatl understood the quietude of the forest and realized as the swarm continued to come that perhaps he should have sought shelter as well.