Cyrus had, had enough of being couped up in the castle. he was fairly positive that he would feel somewhat better, maybe regain the ability to breathe through his nose if he just got some air! he didn't want to be bothered, so he headed for the forbidden forest. It never bothered him to be there, and nothing there ever bothered him either. he always did feel a connection to the animals, and they obviously felt the same way as they would come and say hello, or leave him alone completely. he was bundled up in his black, waist length wool trench with his house scarf tied around his neck and arms crossed tightly around himself. but not too tightly, as he was badly bruised from his battle with Lucius under the skin. his ribs were hurting, and the cold he had managed to pick up didn't help the pain any! he was surprised to see, find, that he wasn't alone at the edge of the woods. there, was Amelia. sitting with her sketch book. he walked up to her slowly, motorcycle boots straps jingling and leaves under his feet cracking. a tell tale sign that he was approaching. he stood beside her with a soft sniffle and arched an eyebrow. speaking in a stuffy voice. "...seems like I'm not the only one who needed air! but isn't this a bit close to the boundaries of school..?" he personally, didn't care. he slipped off grounds quite often. but he didn't think that many other students were into it.