[i]"Shapeshifting is not something I am unused to. The supernatural has much greater of an affect on my sister, who has had some bad experiences with it; you've noticed the runic scars on her torso? Yeah, well... she wasn't exactly given them willingly. But that's a story for another time, and for her to tell. More importantly is what we will be doing in this area... but I may as well get cleaned up first."[/i] Cael sighed, taking his mage robes off; the blood had dried, making the robes rather tough and dark red in appearance. The mage climbed upwards to the top of the waterfall, where he would begin washing the robes thoroughly. As Cael cleaned himself up, a shuffling sound was heard somewhere behind Xeno; this was about ten minutes or so after their arrival. From where Cael and Xeno had arrived was Roxy, who was staring upwards at the waterfall, watching multiple tons of water cascading down. She was clearly more wounded than she had been before she had left. There were countless, moderately sized cuts all over her arms, and so much blood that the entirety of her arms were painted red. Her ginger hair, too, was drenched with blood, and was plastered to her head. Her saber was in its sheathe, however katana still in her right hand. Its blade's original color could barely be seen, for it was covered in just as much blood as the rest of herself.