King Elk Forest blood in the sunlight

Riptide ventured through the King Elf Forest, ignoring the sense of deja vu he got occasionally. As to his knowledge he had never set food in this forest (he had but as his gangster counterpart), finding the sensation, the tug at his memory, bidding him to remember something of an ancient or perhaps even recent past quite annoying. It was blank and there was a certain part of his mind that he did not poke nor prod into, met with a vicious rage that seethed beneath his skin. It was without a cause as far as Riptide was aware and so he did his best not to trigger the random burst of pent up frustration at all costs. Clutched in a curved piece of bark he'd found whilst shifting through the bracken served as a usable way to transport his collection of medicinal plants. His mission for elder leaves had sent him away from Stavanger Bay and admittedly further south than he'd originally intended. The spirits were restless today, their voices a constant presence through the Forest, a never ending whisper. Riptide attempted to tune them out as best he could not particularly willing to commune with them today. They were quieter in the Bay, though the aspiring witch doctor assumed that this was the Sea's doing. In the Bay...the spirits were under his control but out here the wraiths ran wild and free like annoying little wisps.

His steps were still slow, his teeth grit around the cedar bark he panted around, though the shade of the forest kept the worst of the heat off of his dark, melanistic colored fur. His muscles remained sore and his shallow wounds still open, and itchy but he knew better than to aggravate them. They were healing and as shallow as they were would not mark him with lasting scars — which was important given his vanity. A noise — a exclamation of pain — caught Riptide's attention, his ears perking and pivoting atop his skull in the direction. He was close and thus altered his course to investigate. He studied the woman — an elder — in the distance and let out a muffled chuff around the bark in his mouth to announce his presence to her.