He stumbled through the dark jungle. His clothing would get torn and ripped as he got caught on branches and shrubs. The jungle was much thicker and overgrown than he realized. Xaaejor has never been this deep and this lost in the jungle in his life. The last time he was here he was a toddler and he stayed close to Xharuz, but now he was all alone. "This is what you wanted." His shoes sank into the mud and his shirt ripped off. 

But that was the least of his problems because something even more dangerous was brewing under the surface. He started to feel the warmth growing on his face, his skin was starting to sweat. He felt like he was overheating just standing still. What was happening to him? He struggled to take any more steps through the darkness and eventually, he was on his knees and crawling to a nearby tree to curl up next to it. 

Hugging the rough bark of the tree he felt his body going through these painful changes. His mouth started to pant wildly as the pain slowly took over his body. He realized he made a mistake and should have talked to the omega king before he got lost and now he was all alone in the dark experiencing this pain by himself. Closing his eyes tightly, his fingers gripping onto the tree, white knuckling it throughout this whole thing.