Rocky looked down at the doctor and gave a small shrug, "[b]Don't worry about it.[/b]" he said simply as he scanned the forest as best he could through the vegetation. No signs of Lyco yet, but they couldn't have been all that far apart. Rocky's train of thought was interrupted by the bone jarring roar in the distance, and with it came the sound of trees being knocked down, each one's fall slightly louder than the last, as though whatever knocked them down was moving in a single direction. A direction that could very well be the campsite. That was a risk that he wasn't all too willing to take. Rocky's eyes darted back down to Kabiri, "[b]Sorry.[/b]" he said quickly.

The almyst would be granted practically no chance to ask what he meant, as the answer came in the form of the skälen plucking her from the ground and making a mad dash back towards the camp with her tucked beneath his arm. Rocky's breath came in loud snorts as he sprinted, jumped, and tore his way through the jungle with surprising speed for a creature so large. His heart pounded loudly in his chest as what little air he could take in from the surrounding area was immediately put to use in the muscle's pumping of oxygenated blood through the body it supported. On the way back to the camp, the growl that Rocky had earlier been made to suppress was renewed in between each breath he took.