Tristan woke up, rubbing his eyes before standing up. Tristan looked around, then looked down at the ground beneath him. he rubbed his head and looked over at the long, sky scrapping mountain peaks that rose above the forest canopy. He smiled to himself before taking another look around the forest floor.
"Well. At least I'm somewhere where I can find some useful supplies. I'd hope.." he said as he spoke to himself.
Tristan took a stroll along the forest floor looking for something he could use. He looked down at his feet and saw a small, but sharp edged looking rock on the ground. He picked it up and felt the edge.
"sharp enough.." He hits it against the trunk of a tree before removing it, the rock leaving a cut into the tree. "now if I can just put this together with something.."