11-02-2018, 06:30 AM
His ears twitched, the servalline's glowing pools would survey the area wondering if this is where everyone had moved after the mansion was set ablaze. He didn't even dwell on the memory, his lover had yet again disappeared and by now, Kunta had given up the moment the gift he had given her burnt in his grasp right before his eyes. He hadn't even moved from their room, he stood there hearing his leader telling everyone to evacuate, when it finally clicked to him that it was time to go did the God get burnt a few times. He was angry, cold, and back to square one where he had first began. Eventually, he managed to shift into a form that wasn't as burnt as his birth body and that's when he began his search for the Rosebloods. He was sure that he'd find them without much of a problem especially with the wings he now possessed though it seemed he refused to even lift himself into the air itself. His pawpads had grown from all the walking, he was sleep deprived, and clearly famished. Justice finally mustered enough patience to ask a stranger and not let his arrogance lead him the wrong way, the stranger would nod in the direction of a desert. Huh, another forest. He thought they might have learned from the first experience that forests were very much flammable yet this didn't seem to deter him.
Finally finding some leftover energy, Justice would spread his wings slowly and flapped them in order to lift himself off of the ground. Once he succeeded in doing so would the male make his way forward with all four of his eyes attentive. He landed within the bounds of the territory before his long ears would swivel in a few directions to catch any noises, his nose twitching. Justice let out a soft breath only to stare down at his talons for a moment, his scars were now visible to the world due to his tigers skin being burnt within the fire. All that was left of him was himself. No one to rely to or any items to wear. The God twitched his whiskers speaking in an almost robotic voice "Kunta, returning." It was monotonous and frank, he needn't say anything else.
Finally finding some leftover energy, Justice would spread his wings slowly and flapped them in order to lift himself off of the ground. Once he succeeded in doing so would the male make his way forward with all four of his eyes attentive. He landed within the bounds of the territory before his long ears would swivel in a few directions to catch any noises, his nose twitching. Justice let out a soft breath only to stare down at his talons for a moment, his scars were now visible to the world due to his tigers skin being burnt within the fire. All that was left of him was himself. No one to rely to or any items to wear. The God twitched his whiskers speaking in an almost robotic voice "Kunta, returning." It was monotonous and frank, he needn't say anything else.