HOLD ME CLOSE | joining

[Nero]

The guilt was endless, relentless. It tugged at his heart, the noise of his hypercritical thoughts making it hard to think sometimes. When he had first escaped his room, Nero thought the world was a beautiful and magical place. He still thought that, of course, but the magic was drained a little when he had made his first kill. The warm blood that coated his lips was delicious and sickening at the same time, and he remembered thinking that maybe his captors were justified in locking him away for months on end. He almost considered going back, but his desire to explore the newly revealed world outweighed his fear and his guilt. Every heartbeat he came across thundered in his ears, enticing him, but he managed to control himself after the second or third time. Nero could (probably) handle going hungry if it meant that he wouldn't have to kill anyone else. Boy, he sure felt weak though.

He had been walking for a while now, eyes wide with wonder as he took in every flower, insect and blade of grass. His paws hurt and his stomach growled at him with an unholy fury, but that was easier to ignore when there was something new at every turn. There was less now as he came upon a wide field, but still enough to keep him entertained. He could smell something strange though, more animals like him. He hadn't met anything other than rodents and birds yet, things he recognised from picture books, so he was curious to see where this new path would take him. The ghostly feline was currently sniffling at the ground, turning in circles as if trying to decide which direction to walk in. There was so much left to see and explore; it was a little overwhelming.