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As the winds picked up speed, Junichiro clutched his own arms tightly for warmth. For now, he put his gun back into his jacket pocket seeing as a fake weapon likely wouldn't help to deter any local wildlife looking for a meal. It seemed like he was far off from the rest, so he didn't need the threat of a weapon on him at the moment. The more Junichiro thought about it, the more it might've been better to stick with them instead, especially since he didn't have a mobile phone of his own. Perhaps it isn't too late to call out for them?

For now, the freeter continued to follow the path of the north star with caution. The wilderness seemed to expand for miles on end, but perhaps he could find some form of shelter tonight, if not civilization. With a storm approaching, it'd be nice to have something like a cave to nestle into. The waterfall in the distance also looked promising especially if Junichiro was going to be out here for more than a day or so. He remembered hearing about freshwater being the first thing you should look for when lost in the woods somewhere on TV. It'd also be nice to wash his trousers given the mess he had made on himself moments prior.

As he pondered his decision, the shapes in the trees gave Junichiro a stir. Could it be the others? No, he'd likely hear them discussing among themselves if it were. Whatever the case, the young man clutched his gun, obtaining a false sense of security as he proceeded with a slower stride. If someone, or [i]something[/i], was going to get the jump on him, perhaps his fake pistol would serve as a decent enough improvised weapon. The grip of the gun was heavy and metallic, especially with the added weight of the magazine in mind. It could serve as a nice club to bat things away with, should all else fail. Taking a deep breath, Junichiro did his best to remain calm given the situation he was in, so he could respond to danger with a bit more thought put into it.

The sudden clap of thunder did not help, causing Junichiro's movements to stir a great deal. A storm was approaching, and Junichiro was rudely reminded of such a fact. Rather than continue to move slower, he instead picked up his pace, following the direction of the glistening waterfall in the distance. Perhaps the thunder scared away whatever pursuer was currently eying him, as well...