doin' time
06-23-2013, 06:40 PM
Whatever deity that had chosen to create such a godforsaken place was surely scorned by the russet prince's thoughts as he weaved as artfully as possible through the labyrinth of thorns. He cursed audibly, the word stricken by a half-cry as his right foreleg stung and dripped blood down it's innermost side. Tail curled protectively around his back left hip, unwilling to tear or tangle amongst the briars. He growled and spat at the plants, flustered with their very existence and his inability to escape their snares. Lime eyes narrowed in pain as he trudged through, walking a very fine line between two large patches of bramble bushes, intent upon keeping out of them. He didn't know how long this path would go before he had to delve into the depths of the floral-demons, but he knew he had to get out - and so he would push forward. Noises had been heard for some time, letting him know he was not alone in this puzzle of places. He wondered if the other was having as horrid a time as he was trying to get out of here. It would be then that the prince's mind struck an idea. Perhaps the stranger could help him out of here. Of course it was quite obvious that the other hadn't escaped yet and probably had no clue how to, but somehow it seemed like less of a trial if he didn't have to go through it alone. "Hello?" He cried out in the most inquisitive of tones. Deciding it was best to stay where he was, he withdrew into a sitting position, keeping his limbs and extremities pulled in as closely to his core as he could. "speeeeech" |