Talan sat at the campfire as he looked at the location of the once existent house. His mouth slightly agape in confusion and annoyance at the strangeness of this forest. The fact that Tyaelaem spoke in such a casual tone made him wonder if he was in danger of a house appearing over his head at any minute. It was only when Tyaelaem asked him if he wished to return home did he break from his trance. [color=fff200][b]"There is nothing for me back home...still I'd prefer to be somewhere familiar"[/b][/color], Talan grabbed his spear and looked back towards where the home used to be. Instead of a home he saw a few people standing in place of the home. Various lights created silhouettes of the individuals and so he found it hard to make out any of their facial features. [color=fff000][b]"I'm going to them"[/b][/color], he said softly to Tyaelaem so as to not alert the outsiders to his intentions, however that was merely paranoia as he was unsure if they could even here him from this distance. 

Talan backed away from the campfire and shrouded himself in darkness once more. With his spear in hand he crouched through the foliage and towards the silhouettes. His father had taught him well as he stepped ever so carefully towards them but with enough speed so as to not take an eternity getting there. His heart began to race as he approached, he hid in the bushes nearby but he still could not see them clear enough. This was when Talan realized the severity of his situation. He could attack and risk being killed or he could return to camp and risk being killed. Either way he had a good chance of dying but with the former option he had the element of surprise to his advantage. [color=fff200][i]"Wait, the mask!"[/i][/color], he thought to himself before putting on the wolf mask. Hopefully it would help him see who these people were, maybe provide some aid when he dealt with them.