Jerren jumped from tree to tree, growing more frantic with each leap. Where was his home? Where was this place? What was this place? Everything was wrong, from the scent of the trees to the feel of the energy here. The energy felt like nothing he had ever felt before. Stronger, more prevalent- yet with a malicious undertone, like it was trying to absorb him and make him a part of this dead forest. ~Whatever is going on here~ he thought ~the fact remains that I need to get away from this place, and find somewhere to get my bearings.~
After having lept through what must've been half the forest, he finally came to a clearing. Well, 'clearing' might be a bit generous, seeing as there was what appeared to be a continuation of the same forest on the other side, but at least the ever-present fog was lighter here, and it didn't feel quite so surrounded by death.
With a mighty leap, he sailed over the