Macaque quietly sits in a small clearing in a forest, staring at nothing while eating a mango. He had been training with Red Son, so his arms are littered in untended to burns and cuts. He ignores the stinging pain and instead continues eating, ears perking up and flicking occasionally to look out for potential intruders.

He eventually finishes the mango, tossing the pit to the side to stand and stretch. He glances around momentarily before sitting back down, tail swaying beside him.