35th of Fall 510
Keres woke early to the sound of voices on the road. He guessed that it was just past midday by the amount of light. He watched silently from around a tree as a small caravan of five people, all humans passed.
As he looked upon them, feelings of rage built up inside him. He felt himself wanting to run at them. Wanting to cover his hands in their blood.
He fought down those feelings as best he could thinking that these people were not the ones who took his family and if they were he was certainly no match for them armed only with the Tamo Daggers he had found left in the cave.
Once the people had passed, Keres returned to his resting place, but his thoughts began to come fast and with such strength that he could not sleep. He slowly began to visualize choosing his footsteps in the forest. He closed his eyes with the thoughts trying to overwhelm him and began to force himself to imagine trying to be silent while moving through the forest. After a great deal of time, he fell asleep.
That night when he woke, he continued on his was as before.