SpeedTrodai

Laying in a area of the forest, a wide open space, a hole that seems to have been cut into the tree-covered habitat, a body of a young man rest in the middle with eyes closed, arms crossed in a x, over his chest and legs straight, we awaits.  He awaits a transformation, something that will be a difficult and long journey for him, but knows that what he is doing, is for a amazing cause.  As days go by and he continues to rest here, body seemingly fainting faster and faster into unconsciousness, his heaving chest slowing down, vines of various sizes, some thick, some thin, all snake from out of the forest and begin to cover the deep

*ahem* You step into a forest, thick with trees of various sizes and covered in frost, from the winter cold and snow. The leaves have left, leaving the trees bare. As you traverse the thick forest, your ears pick up what only can be explained as the sound of footsteps pattering about the crunchy snow, but your eyes pick up nothing. You spin about slowly, taking a small defensive stance, waiting for what created the sound to show up. But after a few minutes of silence, you relax.          You are about to continue one with your stroll, until the loud crack of a branch breaking can be heard from close by. You turn to face