What...the hell.....was THAT? Who or what in the world? Were they trying to skin a cat? Did they stick a First Year in here and show 'em one of those giant spiders this place was known for keeping hidden deep in the forest? He did not know. One thing was certain, it was that Aiden Jones was going to keep walking.

The scream sounded like it was coming from that direction and so that was the direction he would make his way, going ever deeper into the trees.

Was he scared? Not yet. He did not see the need to be afraid because he did not know what he was up against and was far too concerned with whatever poor thing was in agony. It was obvious whoever it was would be needing his help which meant he could not stand paralyzed by the entrance, waiting for someone else to spring into action. That was not practical and it was not how you saved lives.

Hands buried deep inside his pockets and his stride no more than a casual gait, this Pukwudgie fellow kept on trotting.

While casual he was sure to keep one hand on his wand. There was no telling when casual could turn into crucial and to be entirely honest he did not cross that large ocean just to die. His parents had every intention of seeing him at the end of the year and he did have a summer plan or two that he could not wait to see come to fruition.

Just had to win this thing first. Dare he investigate? Of course, it was not as if he had a choice. This was the point of coming to the forest in the first place.