The silent Forest [WORLD REFORMATION WAR]

The two bright red haired men walked through the forest. Pierre and Perseus. Due to the recent events of the upcoming war many of the Vanguard were dispatched on high alert for any for of faceless invaders. While Pierre was rather on the neutral side of the situation, he did want to help out, and considering he was a plant Iramasha, being in the forest gave him an upper hand. PLants knew a lot more that one would think about what was going on around them, and as far as he could feel, about a mile out, there was nothing strange going on. On the other hand Perseus was focusing on scanning the area for any sort of energies that the crack in the sky could have spawned, something perhaps the plants might not feel.

The two paused at a small clearing. After the forest was cleared from hollows and all other types of nasties it became very quiet. Very still. While there were animals that lived in the forest, all those decades of invasion left them sparse, nature couldn't come back after barely a year of being cleared. A soft breeze flowed through the forest, making branches rustle softly. "This place sure is quiet now that all the hollows and monsters are dead." Pierre said, not having been in this forest since it was cleared. "You know what they say Pierre. Beware the quiet ones" Perseus said. Neither of them were picking up anything out of the norm. But could something be hiding. Could it be the calm before the storm?