One was aimless.

Even more aimless than he had been before that 'death match.' But what had he expected to come of it? Purpose? Victory? To be fair, he had done far better in that fight than he would've expected against such a beast. Oddly, he held no grudge against her. They had both quite literally asked for it, after all.

For now he wandered through Eridanus. This is the farthest away from Orion he had ever been so far. The lush greenery, the noise and life- it was like nothing he had ever seen before, really. He found himself walking slower than usual, entranced by the beauty of this place.

Then a bolt of pain lanced it's way up his foreleg, and he hissed softly at the pain. Up ahead he could see a clearing surrounding what looked like a giant silver.. mushroom? He limped forward, settling at the outside of the clearing. So intrigued by The Monarch, he didn't notice the gembound resting nearby. But when he did, he froze. Had they noticed him, or were they asleep? He'd silently watch, waiting for any sort of reaction.

He stared as the fossa approached, noting the non-aggression but still scooted back a little from the stranger. He wasn't quite used to such... forwardness. He'd return her smile- though much more hesitantly. "Hello, I'm.." He'd trail off slightly. Did he really want to be called 'One?' A number of all things? "Uh, you can call me 'Little hunter,' or Hunter for short." He'd give an awkward semi-shrug. "Not hunting, just... exploring, I guess. Stopped to rest. Sorry if this is your den, or something." Though it was awfully open for a den, so he doubted it was that. Still, he felt sorta bad for waking up the stranger- Mystaria. Though she didn't seem to mad about it.