11-04-2020, 04:04 PM
LEWIS GRIMES, "THE NOMAD"
A soft sigh left the parted maw of the tiger as he walked around trying his best not to run into everything, he had been trying to get accustomed to his birth body over his other form especially due to unfortunate circumstances that he had gone blind in this body of his. It was troublesome but for the most part, he could see the auras of other creatures and even his own though that wasn't enough to stop him from tripping over a branch or two. Lewis and his husband parted ways briefly since the tiger had other business to attend to, the striped beast letting out a huff that got a few flames out from his maw as the will-o-wisps floated around his throat though they did tend to wander farther than that often looping around his tail. Sometimes, they would go ahead of him to lead him away from trees or whatever else was around the tiger. Right now, all Lewis wanted was his Shooting Star. That's all that mattered right now to the nomadic soul.
The Grim Reaper shook his head lightly with his ears pressed flat against his skull and glanced to the side not paying attention to the wisps as he tried to pick up any auras, he fell over with a grunt across a branch. "It'd be a lot easier if I could actually fuckin see..." He rose to his paws slowly once more before following the wisps deciding that it would be best if he didn't get distracted anymore, after all, he didn't want to reunite with his husband and be covered in bruises. Sure enough, the Grim Reaper found himself at a border that faintly had the traces of his husband's scent which made him perk his ears forward. Unfortunately during the trip, Lewis had gained some scratches and wounds from what he had ran or tripped over. He would open his jaws to speak "Hello? Nine, are you there?" He fell quiet after speaking only to step a paw over the border, normally, Lewis didn't care about any of the groups since they didn't mean anything to him. His whiskers twitched briefly as the wisps floated around his paw only to stop in front of him, he supposed that he should stop before getting lost.
"I suppose I'll sit down." He mumbled to himself as he took a seat after pawing around to make sure that he didn't sit on anything, he curled his striped tail around his paws. Lewis would lift one up watching as one of the wisps landed onto his paw, he closed his eyes. It would have been a lot easier to have made this journey with his hellhound form but he didn't want to end up startling anyone with this large form of his. He reopened his eyes slowly as he reached towards the collar on his neck touching the small scythe that was attached onto the collar. Now, all he had to do was wait until someone found him... That wouldn't be all that difficult considering he was easy to spot given his white coat and dark stripes... Along with the will o wisps.
The Grim Reaper shook his head lightly with his ears pressed flat against his skull and glanced to the side not paying attention to the wisps as he tried to pick up any auras, he fell over with a grunt across a branch. "It'd be a lot easier if I could actually fuckin see..." He rose to his paws slowly once more before following the wisps deciding that it would be best if he didn't get distracted anymore, after all, he didn't want to reunite with his husband and be covered in bruises. Sure enough, the Grim Reaper found himself at a border that faintly had the traces of his husband's scent which made him perk his ears forward. Unfortunately during the trip, Lewis had gained some scratches and wounds from what he had ran or tripped over. He would open his jaws to speak "Hello? Nine, are you there?" He fell quiet after speaking only to step a paw over the border, normally, Lewis didn't care about any of the groups since they didn't mean anything to him. His whiskers twitched briefly as the wisps floated around his paw only to stop in front of him, he supposed that he should stop before getting lost.
"I suppose I'll sit down." He mumbled to himself as he took a seat after pawing around to make sure that he didn't sit on anything, he curled his striped tail around his paws. Lewis would lift one up watching as one of the wisps landed onto his paw, he closed his eyes. It would have been a lot easier to have made this journey with his hellhound form but he didn't want to end up startling anyone with this large form of his. He reopened his eyes slowly as he reached towards the collar on his neck touching the small scythe that was attached onto the collar. Now, all he had to do was wait until someone found him... That wouldn't be all that difficult considering he was easy to spot given his white coat and dark stripes... Along with the will o wisps.
AIN'T GOT NO TIME TO WASTE ON BULLSHIT, YOU KNOW
I GOTTA KEEP MY HEAD ON STRAIGHT
'CAUSE AT THE RATE THESE TIMES KEEP CHANGING
I DON'T REALLY CARE ABOUT SECOND PLACE
I GOTTA KEEP MY HEAD ON STRAIGHT
'CAUSE AT THE RATE THESE TIMES KEEP CHANGING
I DON'T REALLY CARE ABOUT SECOND PLACE
— Reggan