The golden sun beats down on the desert's grainy sand. Bright, empty skies highlighted by the sun left passerbys confused. Not only this, but the winding hills of sand that lined the horizon provided no context on where to go. Only the sun's direction and the winds drove loners through. Warm air grows still as the morning winds slow to a halt upon reaching the tree's edge. Humid and hot, the Pittian jungle was an extravagant maze of vines. Through the endless sea of sand to the impassable greenery, many did not manage to reach The Pitt's inner circle.

Today, though, was different.

After traversing aimlessly into The Pitt's desert, a figure managed to follow the north eastern skies and into the jungle. Young and agile features meandered through the vines, trees, and flora with ease with no thought in mind. There was no clue as to why they were here but to walk, to breathe, and to live. The mystery led them to continue on with their endless travel. With a blank gaze leading them forward, they eventually found the central plaza.

An albino face peeked out from the bushes. Blue eyes widened at the animals roaming through the area and large, rounded ears shot upwards. A hesitant, pink paw pad lurched forward. White fur appeared out from the green leaves with a ruffle sounding behind them. The serval drifted forward without any consideration, nor did they acknowledge any animal nearby. They kept to themselves, trespassing without a care in the world. Just straightforward and stoic. Strange.

— Reggan

As a strange figure stepped in front of them, the serval peered upwards. Light blue eyes locked with the other's gaze and didn't falter as Kold spoke, but narrowed as the undead wolf finished. Who? Name? Business? The albino being stood silent. The words meant something, but they did not connect in the lost feline's brain. A factor was missing. Jaws parted in thought, but closed moments later after coming up with nothing. A empty mind made no assumptions.

The serval attempted to push forward and continue walking, but their stature was obviously blocked by Kold's presence and led the stranger to try to move the other aside with their body pressing against them. Whether they succeeded or not, they continued to try walking again until interrupted. An unknown goal drove them further. The question was what that goal was.

— Reggan

YOU NEVER TRUSTED ME ★
BUT I’M OVER IT NOW
[sub][W]isker[/sub]

A voice met pointed ears. Their sudden demand caused the serval to stop in their tracks and freeze, waiting until their final breath. The command was simple, but they found no meaning within the phrase. Ignore... her? The stranger looked back up at Kold as Asfur's voice halted, only to be shoved down to the ground. Paws fumbled to the floor and tried to catch their fall, but failure followed. The feline tumbled downwards. They, in desperation, tried to turn back to face Kold but was struck back down again.

Electricity traveled through them. Their muscles tensed as they plummeted face down on to the floor. Unable to move temporarily, they made no attempt to speak (not as if they were going to in the first place). Gritted teeth merely stayed clamped and the serval laid prone with no intent in changing that.

Within time though, the lightning's hold on their system faded. Paws began to twitch once again and reached outwards as if they were trying to continue walking. The body started to loosen up eventually. Claws struck ground and they pulled themselves up without a word, nor any psychical acknowledgement to the others. The flash of a velociraptor, a zombified wolf, a fireball in the jaws of a wicked creature, and a purple child did not make them flinch, nor pause. They only tried to trudge on, awaiting an end goal out of sight, but not out of earshot.

— Reggan