It was well into the night, pitch black and well past the time where the world was sleeping. He didn't know how long he'd been walking, but he didn't think he could keep going. His paws ached, cracked, bleeding, sore from miles and miles of moving, most of that distance covered with almost little to no rest. He needed to get as far away from those memories as possible, from everything that plagued him. Limbs began to shake, however, and the gargantuan male felt like he couldn't go on much longer. His paws dragged through the dirt with each heavily exhausted step, and when he used the last bit of his energy to try to keep going, he'd collapse. The male fell heavily against a gnarled pine, attempting to use it for support, but not even the support of the world around him could keep him on his feet. Weary, Acere slumped to the ground, breath hard and ragged as he let his head fall with a dull thud to the bare earth. His chest heaved, body shaking from exhaustion. He felt so...so tired. And all he wanted to do now was sleep.

OOC Warning: MATURE AND DISTURBING LANGUAGE “H-hello?” He cried timidly, creeping toward the male with his ears pulled back tight against his head and his spine half curled like a frightened rabbit. He had followed the scent of blood hoping expecting to find Shiloh but instead found a wolf entirely too large and of a completely different color. “Go on.” The dusty bird on his back urged. “He looks like he needs help.” The two-tone eyed wolf stepped closer, his tail tucked tightly against his belly and a tremble began to run up his legs and over his spine. He inspected the wolf as he got closer, noted the dryness in his nose and the dry caking around the edges of his nostrils. “Dehydration” He thought in his own voice. “Why don’t you just suck his cock you sodomite whore.” He thought in Toad’s voice but for once he barely paid attention. He crept closer, slowly settling down and easing his frightened stance now that he saw his abilities as a healer were needed. “What do you need?” The bird asked, already spreading his wings and preparing to take flight. “Honey, a whole comb. We passed a hive a while back.”  He said with perfect clarity, and the bird took off immediately Spider   Echo  Toad

Hello? Eyes snapped open, finding before him a creature he'd never seen. A wolf it was, with a bird? The scent told him so, but his vision was blurred as he slipped in and out of unconsciousness. His throat was parched, his tongue dry. He would try to speak but his mouth was too dry to utter any words, his throat too sore and scratched inside. He tried feebly to raise himself to his feet, hackles rising slightly. The titan would fight for his life if he needed to but judging by the creatures much smaller height and his demeanor, he didn't think he'd have anything to worry about. He of all wolves knew that if it came down to it, his adrenaline would push him beyond his limits. And if he had to fight, then there was no doubt he'd die from exhaustion or become so weakened that he would die from the elements or larger predators afterwards. He simply stared at the other male, nostrils flaring as he took the males scent. Loner... at least it wasn't a pack wolf... "Speak"