The Heartwood monsters of smoke and mirror

Kaname's post was in error and they had it removed so I'm gonna work without their accidental inclusion. Also hopefully this isn't too disjointed, it's so freaking hot in my apartment right now and I still refuse to turn on the air conditioning. :X

At first his strides were long as he settled into a decent pace, followed by the slight lolling of his tongue in a pant. Winter, for the time being it seemed, was truly gone and the warmth that he remembered so very well had come surging back. Mordecai never really minded the heat, but the humidity was quite a different story. Though it wasn't nearly as stifling as it could have been, it already seemed as though it had a considerably palpable feeling. Like a wet blanket had been draped over him, for example. The Wilds were most certainly not like any other place he had been to, but it had only been maybe half a year since he had left the deserts and highlands behind for the coast.

After several minutes, he found a massive oak in which to lie in the shade of and settled down on the moist earth near its base. Only then did he allowed himself to rest, thinking that he was truly alone. He had no idea that someone would be trailing him, and the forest so far had did their job of hiding them from his ever increasing drop in his guard.