Ignorance is Fatal

    Gloomy. That was the only word Seishin could use to describe this day. The skies held nothing but the darkness of clouds, engulfing the sunlight the earth longed for after the unforgiving chill that is winter. While the temperature remained fair, almost warm even, this too was contrasted by a light rain. "insult to injury, huh..?", Sei mused aloud, tilting his head towards the sky briefly before continuing to scan for a dry place to rest. Seeking shelter in such an oddly shaped landscape was most likely not the brightest idea he'd ever had, but alas, he did not control the weather, nor could he recall how exactly he'd wound up here to begin with.

    It took Sei a long time before realizing how... disheveled this part of Alacritis was. It was only now he really started taking in his surroundings. The land had small signs of changing constantly, noticing the small cracks in the earth he passed over, before being washed away with the rain, the felled trees that littered the hills, in all manners of disarray. The lack of presence of any life whatsoever gave little comfort as he continued to wonder, maybe there wasn't any threat from another dangerous animal, but that left very few options to the imagination. Storms, or earthquakes? Both of these possibilities were not thoughts Sei wanted to expand on, the rain was enough of an issue.

    More downed trees. Trying to find one intact enough to hide from the weather from was becoming more and more of a chore, not only that, the rain was intensifying, leaving Sei's fur plastered to his scrawny body, adding weight that was completely unnecessary for already having to climb over hills. Eventually his miracle tree was spotted, it had only fallen halfway, before propping itself sturdily up against another tree. To anyone else, taking shelter under it would've been out of the question, as though it seemed sturdy, it didn't hold the appearance of a particularly safe place to be under, and would've been a little unnerving to Sei otherwise. He approached the tree hastily, stumbling in his hurry to be out of the wretched weather, giving his body a violent shake to rid his fur of as much moisture as he could before finally taking shelter.

    Under normal circumstances, this day would've been ruined in his eyes, however the rain and peculiar land offered him sanctuary, believing that both the landscape and the weather would dissuade anyone overly curious, and leave him alone. His patience allowed him to find himself content with having to wait for the rain to subside to keep moving, and actually didn't mind it, so long as he can spectate it, rather than participate in being wet. A soft sigh escaped from him as he settled under his hiding spot. How long would this rain last?