Southern from his old mist-filled homeland, the seeker trotted along barren lands riddled with snow and forests as hushed as the other patches of their sky reaching brethren. Time had not passed greatly with form approaching another area of these sparingly placed trees; however, much of it was larger than most he slipped through. A woodland similar to his past. Striding had ceased for the moment while he angled head upward to sniff around the air. There wasn't much of a scent but the yearling hadn't a clue what to whiff with areas surrounding being the unknown. Some faintness presented itself, though, he couldn't find a hint of concern due to the weakness of it. Pushing head down to allow it closer to the ground, springy steps went on to drive him deep in this forest with attention splattered onto what he could find interesting.
Turning a corner, more so around a stabler tree than the many that faltered, he had risen skull up for a bit to be met with the far sight of water and a greener pasture. Large ears swiveled forward as face to the expression of "ah". Once has he ever been further down than where this coldness dominated. Sounding off a snort despite his interest, he didn't need a thought to quickly turn away from the find. He had to go at a more gentle time. An hour where he blended well and could find path within the sky. Settling for the imperfect trees resting here, he hopped onto one of the angled bodies to where he could reach its branches without the high chance of error. A known action this was as he shortly made it to where arms dispersed. Lying down but not comfortably enough to have belly touch bark of the wooden plant, crimson gaze scanned around and above the section he lied on. A particular item seemed to be attached to one of the branches, an item he must have. Being sure to find balance and what grip he had, Juryoku attempted to pick the fruit from where it grown, curious of its taste and current state.