Prayer Of The Refugee

The ebony man had come back after being gone for some time it seemed. The visit to his old pack was rather rewarding to say the least, but, he had been beaten to a bloody pulp. Blood dripped onto the ground as his crimson orbs stayed rather calm, but, he believed that it would happen if he were to fight his old alpha. Though his alpha's reign had ended, Shadow believed that there might be someone out there who might take revenge on him now for the alpha's death.

As he walked, pain coursed through his body. Every single step he took was torture, and would almost seem like the brute was close to death. His eyes tried to close, trying to get the man to collapse and succumb to his wounds. Though he believed that the wounds he had sustained would heal in time, the pain would probably take a while to go away. But, before he could continue any farther, he ended up collapsing onto the land with a loud thud. He panted heavily, closing his eyes to try and relax, despite every breath he took was like almost being sentenced to torture in the most horrible way possible.