Even though he swore he had past the grove of trees the day before Noctis kept walking hoping to find a road or cabin. He stumbled over logs and rocks, his legs weak from hunger, and he practically tripped over a naked Russell and the log he was laying on. In the end Noctis had fell onto his butt looking wide eyed at the werewolf.
"Russell? Are you real? What are you doing here?" Noctis asked, his voice hoarse from lack of use and no water.