How long had it been since he had come back here? Even seeing the entrance to the forest made his throat dry up. It wasn't that long ago when Leviathan had saved his life here, kept him from decaying into nothing. The tom even gave him a crown of herbs, a new title Nereus knew he did not deserve. Then as soon as Leviathan wanted to leave, Nereus followed him. He knew nothing else now, didn't even want to learn something new. Life had taken so much, the least he wanted was to have one person by his side. But the cat standing next to him was not Leviathan. 

Green eyes casted sideways to meet her sharp yellow ones. For a stealth operation, coming in the day was a death sentence. Except they were heading into Moonclan, his once home. While Nereus had no idea how much the clan had changed in his short absence, it wasn't a concern. Hopefully, they wouldn't run into a soul while they were here. But time seemed to move at its own pace in these woods. He licked his dry lips before looking again over at Tempest, as if waiting for her cue.