The trees were whistling, whatever birds were chirping, and the novelty of the silence soon became an annoyance to Shun. After spending some time, Shun was now tired of resting and wanted to do something for a change.

Patrolling around the woods, while relaxing, was also starting to become boring. Same trees, same leaves, same claw marks. Wait, claw marks? The new discrepency wasn't there before, which meant something new was going to happen. "Maybe it'll be fun," Shun murmured to herself as she observed the claw marks.

She'd have to investigate to find the perpetrator of these claw marks. She could handle a group of monsters, putting aside the fact the near death experience, so Shun was confident she could handle a few more monsters. If not, she'd retreat and inform the others of the impending invasion that she'd inevitably lead back to the camp.

Whatever the case, it was the better to rip off the band aid now rather than later. Shun attempted to make a covert effort to follow the markings. A new experience was awaiting for her.