Shrouded by deep shadows cast by the tall trees deep within the forest, an amber-eyed man walked at an even pace, his feet barely making a sound. His hands, ever so often, traced the concealed elaborate claw marks that were carved strategically into trees spread throughout the forest.
His hands balled into fists as he followed the winding marked trees through the woods. At first glance, the trees seemed to have been randomly marked and there was no real pattern to where they led.
Yet, in truth, the claw marks were more than mere random slashes. Each tree was distinctly marked differently in a coded directional language that could only be deciphered by those that were taught to.
Even after knowing how to read these marks, the path was meandering and disorienting to anyone that followed it, damaging someone's sense of direction by merely following the directions. It was this same precaution that irked the amber-eyed hooded figure as he followed the markings.