With time to kill, he rested on a tree branch for a while until he felt a signature starting to make his way. The movements felt more like paroling then going straight to one point or another. Interest up, he jumped down and looked about. It was quiet still in this neck of the woods. No chaotic signatures aside from maybe a few very distant pricks that would take a good half hour to get to on foot.
Rising up, he looked about and smirked to himself. If he was going to have chances like this, he needed to take advantage of them each time. It was hard to be the other him without shining Order like a lighthouse.
Shifting into his other form, he eased off the branch and fell down, touching his back as he got up. "Two legs ...are not good." He said, wondering where his balance went. Rising up, he turned to head over to the order signature he felt from before.
When he got closer, he called out. "Hello there."
medigel