Blackfeather Woods spellbound

Presuming since he's been titled I can just.. go with it.

A few days in and Reyes' fever finally breaks. He's been sleeping off and on for the majority of that time. When he wakes up this latest time his dry mouth tastes strange, herbal almost, and it takes him a few seconds to remember where he is. He rises, takes a piss a few feet from his sleeping scrape, and goes off in search for breakfast.

The ache in his shoulder is persistent. That one is easier to ignore than the empty pit in his chest. The one that feels like hunger, like he's going to vomit, and like he's been hollowed out, all at the same time. As he peruses the naked trees he creeps along in search of a cache, moving as if drugged (he probably is dosed with something so that's not far off the mark). 

A flurry of movement at ground-level has him pausing to observe: a fat little towhee skitters across the forest floor and off in to some brambles where it is protected. Reyes doesn't know what to make of the songbird but the sight of it makes that feeling come back to him, and he loses his appetite.