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A good mile or two away, hovering about seven feet from the ground was a large black orb. This orb was about ten to eleven feet in diameter in both directions making it a perfectly sphereical shape. Within the sphere was Yawgmoth. His entire sensory array blocked from the outside world. Inside his sphere his mind trained him. A rather effective method he himself had developed after physical training proved too time consuming. By having his mind tell his body that he had worked his muscles, his muscles responded with such. And acted as though he had physically moved them, pushing weights or something without ever actually contracting one of them. The mind was a very very powerful tool. and Yawgmoth knew how to utilize his own well. Sometimes, however, physical training was still required. But tonight, it was all mental. The area around the sphere was calm, save the air directly near it which was heating up at a rapid rate, then rising, then cooling then repeating the cycle. The clash of hot and cold air caused slight thunder to occur. But nothing to over extravagant.

As Ziven panned out with her meditation she would surely pick up this signal Yawgmoth was putting out. His power output at a near maximum contained within the sphere meant picking it up while in a mentally expanded state was a bit dangerous. The signal she would pick up would near instantly cause her a headache from its sher strength pushing upon her senses. This however, conflicting brain wave thing had caused Yawgmoth to sense her as well. Within the sphere his eyes opened and he moved from his Indian style seated cross-armed position within it. The sphere gently floated to the ground, and if Ziven had not already pulled back from picking him up to reduce the intensity of the sense. It would nullify as the sphere touched the ground. Releasing Yawgmoth in a standing position. He sighed. "Stupid girl. Interrupting us again..." he said shaking his head. He felt out for her, to find where she was. Which was not hard considering they had just made mental contact with one another inadvertently. Crushing the ground beneath him Yawgmoth's form vanished to the normal eye spectrum and the ground tilled up beneath him, always ten steps behind him as he rushed towards Ziven. Thundering over the ground with his movement method.

Yawgmoth, or actually, a cloud of dust approached her whirling past her and then around her in a few circles before the cloud of dirt came to a halt about fifteen feet in front of her. There he stood in his normal attire again, sans one shirt like always. His bare feet embedded into the ground below him which had been sunk in by his sudden stop from such a high momentum. It was why he had rushed past her and then back around to use that time to hit the breaks. He looked her over once and crossed his arms over his chest. "Who are you trying to impress? Are you really getting so close to Fox that you feel the need to accent your chest more?" Yawgmoth said with a solemn expression. He, for once, was upset at her appearance, Normally this would mean he would get to torment her about raping her and all that fun stuff. But he was seriously trying to grow strong again and she had interrupted. "Forget we said anything. Why are you out here all this way?"

Yawgmoth grumbled. "You're not strong enough to warrant 'ample space' of your own. He snapped. "We, however, are. And we require quite more than ample space out here. But you bumped into us and interrupted our training. Why can't you just sit in the bar and do whatever you want to do. And try not bothering us for once" He said turning his crimson eyes to lock upon her own. Yawgmoth was, of course, just trying to agitate her now. He had gotten some training done. And he was trying to provoke her into an assault. Perhaps she would then play guinea pig to his bag of tricks.

"You filthy human. What do you know about logic? Nothing clearly. Your puny brain cannot comprehend such a thing." Yawgmoth spat back annoyed. "We are annoyed with your presence, when we are trying to accomplish something and you are around. Which, more often than not, seems to happen nowadays." He explained further. Yawgmoth's tail twitched back and forth in agitation. He was clearly not getting his way and was growing grumpy over it. "We will now kindly, ask you to ******** off and go somewhere else. Or we'll move you to another locale with our knuckles on your chin. Clear?"

Following after Fox, she exited the bar in to the cool night air. She smiled merrily from the fresh air and twirled around a bit. "Ahh, much better, agreed? I feel so much more free when I am outside, though I know that is because of my bond with Brijtskular, she was never fond of the indoors." she said with a giggle. "Though she rarely knew any place that could house a creature of her size comfortably. Perhaps it was because she wanted to participate and could not fit more than her head in that caused her distress, rather than the confined space. I never could get her to answer." when she finished, she was gazing at the stars, lost in her own thoughts.

Hearing a noise from Fox, she turned to view him. Seeing him take off she arched a brow. "Fox?"

"FOX!" she yelled as he neared the tree even more. She squeaked with fear when he went plowing through it but was relieved almost instantly when she saw he was just fine. Tilting her head, she smiled as he turned around to view the tree and then apologized. She was pleased that he seemed to appreciate nature as much as she had. Wandering over to the tree and Fox, she too placed her hand on the tree, examining his work by reaching out to the tree. Smiling brightly, she turned to him. "Excellent work, Fox! The tree accepts your apology and is grateful that you were able to restore it so perfectly."