Back to the Mortal Realm

Kraven stepped out from the Garganta, his feet hitting solid ground for the first time in awhile. He was quite used to the sand that he had known for so much of his life, that he didn't really react well to the solid ground, falling over and hitting a tree. He stood up, bracing himself by the tree, picking himself up as he felt the tell-tale sign that he wasn't alone. He felt his reiatsu drain into the egg at an accelerated rate, most likely draining a little bit from all the birds and animals that surrounded him in the forest.

Kraven looked all around himself, scanning the world around him with his Pesquisa as he tried to find a good match, or at least a nice little feast. Around him he saw a nice little lake and hundreds of large trees. He moved to the water and lay down in it, calming himself and shivering at the first bit of water he has ever felt since he entered Hueco Mundo. Kraven floated from end to end of the lake, his guard about half-way up, a pesquisa up around him, but not using any other sense, using the other to touch, taste, see, and feel the water beneath him.

Izueo stepped lightly on the leaves that lined the floor of Karakura Forest. His long skin-tight shinigami robe wrinkling at the legs and arms as he walked. He stopped, gazing up at the seemingly endless canopy above him. He really hated the forest, he had been here with only the creatures and a demon in his head for over six months. He had grown to hate this place.

He looked down, his pale pink eyes staring straight ahead, his emotionless facade showing plainly as his shoulder-length black hair hovered slightly on the breeze. He turned, seeing a small lake with.. was that a person in it? He decided to check this out. He walked quickly over to the lake, concealing his spiritual pressure to the point where his reiatsu should only barely register at the human level. One thing Izueo learned was never to give away your strength this soon. He climbed atop a rock next to the lake, sitting on it slowly and watching the man float.

Kraven twitched as he felt something entering the extreme outer edge of his Pesquisa. Slowly, he drifted towards it, eyes closed as he tried to get a better read on what it was. He drifted over to the edge and then dove under the water, getting much faster under the water, having swam for over 50 years before he went to Hueco Mundo. He popped up on the side of the lake, near the low reiatsu signature, though he learned not to underestimate an enemy just because their reiatsu was low, especially after his first match with the arrancar Ulquiorra.

Kraven popped onto the land and landed down on the ground.

"Hey. Nice to see someone else here. I came here and... well, to put it simply, I have no clue where here is... But, at least I'm not surrounded by sand." Kraven was speaking in his normal voice, but he had a bit of a happiness to his voice, despite the shinigami next to him. Kraven looked at the man in shinigami robes and smiled a bit, his teeth all sharpened with two large fangs, though they would not be noticed if he could learn to keep his mouth shut.

"So, what are you doing in this lovely little forest?"

moved to arhived becuse of inativeness