A small groan was heard throughout the small clearing as a soild figure made his way out of a opening in a fallen tree, his makeshift home being wet and dirty was the cause of the sigh as the figure leaned his head back pinching the bridge of his nose. As usual his head was pounding like it was taking a hammer to it, his mind wondering once again who he was and why this blasted headache wouldn't just go away.
One last small sigh escaped the males lips as the splitting pain in his head subsided for the time being. His violet gaze falling to the area around him as he took in his surroundings wondering where he could either pick something to eat or catch his food the old fashion way. His frown etched farther down his face as he again realized that he could remember how to do anything physical or involving his weapons he carried with him but not anything concerning his identity or memories.
"Might as well head out and see if I can catch my breakfast this morning." A few minutes of scuffling could be heard as he emerged with his twin blades belted at his waist, a small bow strung over his shoulder. His hand reached up to smooth back the mess of silver hair he had obtained from the restless night of sleep he had the previous night, his other hand resting on the hilt of his left blade's hilt a nervous tick he had developed in the past few weeks as he travelled the country side.