Golden Glade madmen know nothing

@Nyra - here we are!

Snow fell down from the cloudy sky, gradually covering the tracks Cian had left behind on his way into the Teekons. He couldn't recall how he came to be here exactly, only that he'd come from far away. Now, bare trees surrounded him in what must have been a sprawling wood during the swing of summer. Unfortunately, Cian was seeing it as it really was behind all of that finery--forgotten, cold, dead. 

The thought reminded him of an unpleasant memory, one he was eager to bury in the darkest depths of his mind. Vaguely, Cian heard the sound of chittering overhead. Some critter or other was speaking to him, and he thought he could almost make out the words. Fearing that it was about... that occurence... he shook his head of the noise, growled to drown it out, and when none of that worked he lunged at the tree where the creature sat, chomping his teeth at the low bough where it was perched. Of course he couldn't reach it--the thing sat too high above--and so he landed on the snow covered ground with nothing to show for his irritation.