10-25-2018, 09:10 PM
[align=center][div style="0px; width:450px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height:13px; color:whitesmoke;"]Tch, he could feel it, a strange ache that surrounded his body but he didn't feel it physically. It felt more buried within, a throbbing of his very spirit that he couldn't shake. Perhaps it was because of the suddenness in which he had come to this world but that was the only reason he could think for the reason of it. It was hard to ignore but he had to in order to figure things out and how this had all come to be. Tanglewood. He knew little of them save for their predicament in which they were being overran by daemons. They seemed to be mostly comprised of ghouls and ghostly figures which was a good thing. He'd hate to see a Behemoth in his condition considering how tired he really was. That would be a tricky fight he was not willing to get into especially alone. All this time he hadn't thought of the others and he didn't wish to embark upon that train of thought. It'd leave him feeling too open and scarred and he didn't need to crumble right now. A soft breath escaped him as his paws continued to move forward and though tired he was attempting to figure out what this world was about and how it worked. He'd been here for perhaps all of two and a half days and he needed to understand what he would be facing.
Along with trying to understand how being an animal worked he need to get a grip of his surroundings. So he had left from the barren wasteland of Tanglewood. Though he did plan on getting back there soon. His steps had long since crossed the border of whatever area this was and he could see now that it consisted of mostly open flat lands. A lake which he had just happened to stumble upon and it seemed a large building of to the side with a dome like structure. This seemed more to his liking and a hub for people so why not go that way. Slowly the amur leopard of ink colored fur turned away from the water, eyes on the place that slowly became closer the longer he walked. But it appeared that something was happening. He felt it before it happen, like a strange stirring in his spirit, his soul. It seemed to bulge outward, expanding to encompass all of him and the pain. His head lifted up, straining muscles to keep a scream from leaving his throat. His eyes closed as he dug his claws into the ground, body rigid as he stood there fighting whatever this was. It sapped him and leached the strength he had from his form causing him to stumble and press hard against a tree.
Panting heavily his eyes opened, hooded dark dark blues looking at the ground "Wh...what the hell...?" He breathed out the question hoarsely as the moment passed and he slowly lifted his head. Why had that happened? He couldn't begin to understand the reason for it and so he tried to not think about it and and give himself a moment to recuperate and at least stand back up on his four legs. It took a longer moment than he though it would but he pushed himself shakily to stand, pulling his ears forward as he looked at the building. "Hey, anyone around?" His voice carried through the stillness of the air and slowly the fabled prince sat down, debating on taking a nap right then and there. It would do him some good but staying alert would matter more right now. "Man, I hope their friendly."
Along with trying to understand how being an animal worked he need to get a grip of his surroundings. So he had left from the barren wasteland of Tanglewood. Though he did plan on getting back there soon. His steps had long since crossed the border of whatever area this was and he could see now that it consisted of mostly open flat lands. A lake which he had just happened to stumble upon and it seemed a large building of to the side with a dome like structure. This seemed more to his liking and a hub for people so why not go that way. Slowly the amur leopard of ink colored fur turned away from the water, eyes on the place that slowly became closer the longer he walked. But it appeared that something was happening. He felt it before it happen, like a strange stirring in his spirit, his soul. It seemed to bulge outward, expanding to encompass all of him and the pain. His head lifted up, straining muscles to keep a scream from leaving his throat. His eyes closed as he dug his claws into the ground, body rigid as he stood there fighting whatever this was. It sapped him and leached the strength he had from his form causing him to stumble and press hard against a tree.
Panting heavily his eyes opened, hooded dark dark blues looking at the ground "Wh...what the hell...?" He breathed out the question hoarsely as the moment passed and he slowly lifted his head. Why had that happened? He couldn't begin to understand the reason for it and so he tried to not think about it and and give himself a moment to recuperate and at least stand back up on his four legs. It took a longer moment than he though it would but he pushed himself shakily to stand, pulling his ears forward as he looked at the building. "Hey, anyone around?" His voice carried through the stillness of the air and slowly the fabled prince sat down, debating on taking a nap right then and there. It would do him some good but staying alert would matter more right now. "Man, I hope their friendly."
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