2nd Blossom [Action]

[petalsofdeath]

[After a few days in the jungle wilderness, and Marluxia seems to be perfectly at home in it, having created a camp for himself near the river. He spends most of his days in the treetops, lurking high above the forest floor, watching for prey (primarily small, dully colored lizards) or waiting for a rainstorm to come by and fill up his cloak, which he had secured above a vine-wound hammock as a shelter and rain-catching system.
[All told, he had been enjoying himself, keeping out of the way of most of the other inhabitants. His brief meeting with that boy with the sword on the first morning taught him it was best to perhaps avoid the others he encountered for now, as they seemed all terribly hostile. Even as he was completely within his element, getting into a fight that could cause him a cut in the jungle could prove dangerous. While he could identify some of the plants he encountered, he could not recognize them all, and without knowing for sure which plants did what, he could not determine if he could make medicine for his injuries. And in this wet world, an open, clammy injury was quite prone to infection.]

[And so he stayed up in his perch like a hawk, watching the world and the river lazily.]

{Feel free to spot him or knock him out of his perch~.}