04-25-2018, 09:10 PM
Killian was exhausted and hopelessly lost. He had no idea how long he'd been walking, or how far, but he knew he'd been going for a long while. His paw pads were cracked and bleeding, his muscles were sore, and his short, once pale fur was caked in mud. The sun had just been rising when he'd left his safe, comfortable little den, hadn't it? Now it seemed like the sun was racing to fall below the horizon. The demon had no idea what he'd do once the sun completely set, but he liked to leave those things to his future self. He was confident in his abilities to fight. Maybe he didn't have the same nearly unlimited flexibility he'd once had, but his teeth were just as sharp as they had been, his legs just as long. Oh well. He'd have to keep trekking on, there had to be some sort of shelter he could find before the sun set. Killian lifted his head to take a look at his surroundings for the first time in a while.
Oh. That was a surprise, wasn't it? He'd managed to make it through the soggy wetlands that had stretched for what seemed like forever. He was lucky to have avoided major danger; it wasn't too difficult to run from something that had fairly stubby legs when your own legs appeared too long for your body, but he'd figured something larger would've attacked him by now. Now, though, he noticed trees of all kinds surrounding him, a few fallen trees covered with parasitic plants. He thought it was much nicer than the marsh had been. The noises coming from all around him were another story, his pointed ears were constantly moving as each new noise seemed to come from all directions. It was much different than the forest he was used to. But, then again, it was not his home forest, not at all. He could hardly expect it to be the same as that place was.
He had to be in someones territory by now, right? The doberman paused for a moment, lifting one paw at a time to give them some sort of rest as he took in his surroundings. Maybe this was some sort of empty territory? Killian could've sworn he'd smelled another animal earlier. Perhaps that wasn't a member of whatever group resided here? He shook his head, began walking again. It didn't matter. The sun was lowering faster and faster, and Killian needed to find somewhere safe. How would he be able to participate in the fights he so very much loved if he couldn't survive in unknown territory for a night?
"SPEECH"
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[glow=#5B0002,1,100]☆ okay, maybe i am dumb, but i'm so hot it doesn't really matter ☆
tags * tanglewood regent * stupid demon