Quickly, Mitja ran away. "It's like everyone is always chasing after me... except Rogues, the only one I've met treated me nicer than I have ever been" He thought for a moment. "Except maybe my parents...", he narrowed his eyes. Mitja quickly diverted his path backwards, headbutting the Talons members unconscious. "How's that for an attack?", Mitja said, though the forest, though he knew no one would respond. Usually, Mitja could find out where the entrance and exit were in the forest, but he couldn't. e had gotten himself lost in the more lush and dangerous part of the forest... for a third time. "Well, I just need to randomly walk in random places, and then I won't be lost. Several hours later, he was still stuck. "By golly", Mitja said in a distorted tone. He clearly doesn't really care that he is lost, as it's one step to becoming a Rogue. Through his intelligence, he managed to get some food to store, and a shelter. All of Mitja's worries went away, and he fell asleep in midday, as the trees blocked sunlight.