As usual, it was Neteyam's turn to take patrol of their area. A specific section of the forest assigned solely to him to take care of as his father entrusted him to do.

Leaping across branches of sturdy, bioluminescent trees; he shift and flicker his eyes all around, ears up high and alert as his long tail sway for balance in support of his movements.

When he came across something... peculiar. And anything peculiar could be danger, he draws his arrow back and watches within the trees.