Just after his poison has consumed the great forest backdrop, his mother had worked so tirelessly to resurrect, his red eyes look to those who now crept from the cracks of their world.  Each with their own distinct looks and untapped potentials, he is most certain.  His very own magic having only surfaced and his young friends growing stronger with each day.  It causes his lips to curl and eyes to ignite with the potential for greater things to come...

At the time they had been crossing through the meadow and into woodlands, he had not realized how deep within "The Forest" they had actually traveled.  Soon they had set up shop very near a flowing water source under the now dried needle canopy of giant redwoods.  Names were technicalities and he cared not for them.  His eyes flicker to BJ, who has begun to transform the location into a hide out.  They would conduct their meetings here.  Tell their tales and share their spoils with all who considered themselves an Outsider.  

When the barrier is erect and BJ turns to the followers, he also turns to view them again.  Curious creatures they were and he was to find out more about each of them.  Their talents and dislikes, passions and ambitions.  BJ announces their password and the mottled bay simply nods in approval.  No adults were to tell them how to behave any longer.  They would do as they pleased without consideration for others feelings or for a political agenda.  They would just live, just be...

Again he turns and slips under the protection of their creation.  Deadened trees lean across the top to create a web of branches that was impassable from above.  Scarce was the usual song of forest birds, with only the occasional scurry of some unfortunate varmint. A snarl escapes his lips as he eyes the annoyance but soon BJ casts a stone and bashes the creature in the head.  Cackles fill the air and then he turns to those gathered, "Thank you all for joining our cause... We have lots in store for you...and Beqanna.  My name is Zain." A grin tugs at his lips before continuing, "Find your strengths and master your craft here in the safety of our home.  When we are ready we will be displaying our talents for all of the world to see."  A throaty chuckle erupts while his head turns from left to right and settles on one of them gathered.  She had voiced herself before and he wonders who she is.  Cloaked in shadows and wicked temptation, he had dismissed her inquiry before and so now he enlightens them, "This is a revolution!"  Sharply he turns to exit the structure and leave them to their thoughts.  He would secure the area, marking it as theirs.  He is sure to find one of them later prowling about...