IC: The warm air enveloped the dense jungle with a saturated mist, the refreshing air met with the gentlest of breezes from time to time. Jungle life was surprisingly still, an odd silence draped over the marshy vicinity. The still trees stood firm in their roots, a tangle of vines, unrestricted, coiling around whatever they could find, wrapping around the thick mahogany bark with a as a whirlwind of pure, free life. Three beings walked calmly through the thick brush, the sole of their heels sinking down into the mud. They were not rushed, they had no where to go, and they had no reason to go. The beings continued their seemingly aimless stroll through Le-Wahi's chaotic jungle, stepping over uprooted tree roots and dodging long hung vines with little hast almost routinely. The first, the leading figure, was a tall Toa. He was a thin, almost gaunt fellow, but with every step an aura of authority seemed to radiate from his being. His sparkling white armor caught dozens of rays bearing down through the dense tree canopy, giving it an even greater shine. Often he would glance behind him, looking for the last member of the group. The second being was a green-armored Toa of Air. He seemed the most at ease, the relaxed breeze brushing against him, the invigorating smell of a past rain, his shoulders were loose and his expression peaceful. He flanked his leader, almost mimicking his movements every step of the way. The last figure lagged behind the rest, eyes dotting from plant to plant in a swooping pattern of wonder and thought. His armor looked unnatural, the snow-like metal clasping his leader more normal, simple. He walked slower, keeping a good couple meters between the others. They were still teammates, however; teammates, friends, brothers. The Toa Hyfeik continued their journey, uncertain of what was to come.