Skoll frowned as he silently made his way through the labyrinth of trees, jumping and gliding from limb to limb. The stench of death had permeated and fermented in the forest; with no open sky to help ventilate, the stench simply stayed there... trapped. His sharp eyes surveyed his surroundings, hopeful for some sort of exit, but then let out a disappointed breath.
Nope. Nothing but damn trees.
He continued on his way, making as little sounds as possible, killing any Infected that happened to be up in the trees with him with expert ease. In all fairness, he could simply go above the canopy, but.... if the carnage was this bad down here, then he didn't want to know what monsters lurked above the trees' protection.
The only sound he created were the decapitated bodies and lone heads toppling from the trees to the leafy floor, producing only a muffled, "thunk, thunk". However, as he was traversing, he heard a sound he had not heard in too long of a time...
Curious, he drew closer and settled on a nearby tree limb. Being from a Rocket Assassin, he recognized many species of pokemon... Down below was a swablu, two eeveelutions -a jolteon and a glaceon- and a cat pokemon that he had forgotten the name of. His earlier frown grew a little. Not what he was hoping for...
Still, they looked very much alive and spooked... By the glaceon was the body of a pikachu, mangled and Infected-looking. 'That was probably why,'
he thought. He pondered on if he should announce himself or not, when an Infected Butterfree came out from above him and attacked. Though the fight was easily won, the body and head toppled down toward the others as Skoll silently cursed his uncharacteristic clumsiness.