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Jordan cringed in mock terror.
"Oh no, Atreyu, it's the fluffy wolf of DOOM! RUN!" Jordan ran and dived into the pool. "Wait, he can't follow us here! Quick, Atreyu!" Jordan dove beneath the surface and watched as she followed suit.

Jordan tried to scream underwater, but only ended up inhaling water into his lungs, nearly choking him. He paddled for the shore and made it, coughing.
"The fluffy wolf of DOOM is now the soggy wolf of DOOM!"

Jordan looked to Atreyu and blushed.
"I suppose you can take your bath now... I'll be attempting to track down Elfangor. He shouldn't be far."
"Thank you. And if I find you peeking, I'll kill you. That's a promise, not a threat."
Jordan laughed and backed away, hands up in a surrendering gesture.
"Okay, okay. You have my word. No peeking." Turning away, Jordan kicked at a stone on the ground, sending it bouncing away.
"Darn."

Jordan held true to his promise and continued to walk through the forest. Shortly, he came across Elfangor sitting there, eating a boar.
"Well, where to next?"
Jordan sat on the ground next to Elfangor, looking away in mild disgust.

((MILD disgust, but, w/e.))
"Yeah... Nature has it's cycle, I suppose. I don't really care, I'm just not one for innards. I can deal with blood and death. But organs just gross me out for some reason." Jordan shuddered slightly and looked away.
"Where do you want to go next? Rising Rock and Backwards Falls are both great places, but not the best on the island. I still have to show you the Warp Fields."

Jordan shrugged.
"Suit yourself."
Waiting patiently until Elfangor had finished, Jordan watched the lycan lap up the small pool of blood that had acummulated.
"I'll show you the Warp Fields next." Jordan took off at a brisk jog through the forest, travelling pace. After about fifteen minutes of swift travel, he came upon a clearing. Stopping Elfangor before he could move further, Jordan explained.
"This is a very dangerous place. You cannot normally see the distortions, but trust me, if you were to wander into one, you WOULD die. Look."
Jordan pointed off across the field.
"Right there. See it?"
A bending, twisting anomaly of space and time drifted across the grass. It shimmered like the air above a hot fire does.
"That is where space and time have collided with a seperate dimension. Many people have wandered into those, but never come out. We proclaim them dead, because to us, they are."

Honai, brushed her short hair from her eyes, and peered through the trees at the two figures who ventured closer to her home. Stretching her consciousness to the trees, she found no malevolent intent in their actions. She relaxed the grip on her bow and leaned back on the trunk of the old tree she was sitting on. She stared up at the sunlight, noting how it filtered through the canopy to reach the forest floor far below her. She sighed and stood up, perfectly balanced on the thin branch. "Never thought a lycan would show up on the beaches..." she mused.