You haven't been walking for long before Arry stops you with an outstretched arm. He crouches down before one of the many, bright-berried shrubs, and presses a finger silenetly against his pale lips. Has he spotted something you haven't? It would appear so.

Carefully he pushes the bush to one side, to allow you a clear view of what lay inside as well. A pair of bright, black eyes peer up at you from between the leaves.

The creature yelps, and with a flash of white feathers it takes to the air, leaving you any Arry far behind on the forest floor.

Arry turns to you with a nervous smile, the corner of his lips twitching in hesitence,"That was Jashira, an eneral. She's not the most social of creatures." Finally his smile breaks true, and you can't help but give him a small one in return.