Day One: Evening

[Paragus]

The sun of Dante had almost completely faded into obscurity. The small jade colored creature was following the trio as if he too was a member of the group. The warrior assembly had come upon a small clearing in the dense forest of the jungle. Growls poured from the throat of the tiny alien being.
Para didnt understand what it was saying, but it looked like it was ready for combat.

The saiyan elder halted and looked around the area. It was a perfect place to rest for the time, but they would have to go on the hunt again to avoid becomign the hunted themselves. The red warrior looked downtrodden behind him. Tiny specs of mino?s blood could still be seen in his milky white hair. The other warrior, Yamu, surveyed the landscape making sure it was acceptable.

?So, about here.? The saiyan asked.

?Seems fine to me.? Yamu quickly responded settling down on a smoothed boulder.

?I don?t care where we stop as long as we stop.? Jeice gasped as he dropped on a seat of his own.

That was all the aged saiyan needed to hear. His bones werent as young and limber as his comrades. He sat down with a long dragged out sigh. It felt good, the only point during the entire day in which he felt that way. In a once hectic game, there seemed to be a moment of tranquility. Crickets played their songs in the backround as the three men sat in sort of a misshapen triangle.

Though the outside Paragus was calm and at rest, his insides were going a mile a minute. His mind couldnt help, but still ponder what had happened at the hill with Yamu. The blue giant seemed to leave the bald headed combatant in a state of paralysis.

?KRAKOW!?

The dwarfish seedling disrupted Para?s thought process. The saibaman was all set for anything sent his way which was good because they needed all the help the could get, for nightfall is the most dangerous time on Dante.