Love Is Illness

*Mortar* · 02-24-2017, 04:10 PM

The east was only a temporary fix until he could figure out where to go from here. He was still adamant about staying on the move just in case. He still wanted to avoid Ray if he could and the farther he was away from Obsidian Beach the better. He never wanted to return there again and he'd make sure of it. Of course, as a loner, Mortar lacked the necessary tools to be able to fend for himself. He could hunt just fine, he'd picked that up pretty quick after all since it was either eat or die. It was being able to fight and heal is own wounds that he'd had trouble with. His fighting knowledge was limited and he'd never been able to learn healing like he'd wanted to. His lessons with Terrae hadn't gotten very far before the pack disappeared on him. It left him a bitter and emotional wreck.

His travels had led him to a lake, probably one of the easier places that wasn't trying to kill him in the east, and he'd stopped by it to take a nap in the shade of a tree. Summer was in full swing and the male's coat certainly wasn't helping with the much warmer days. The sun's unforgiving rays beat down on him and his dark pelt was just soaking them all in and baking him to the bone. It was much easier to rest during the day and travel by nightfall when the temperatures were far more bearable.

He awoke a few hours before sunset and looked around groggily. He could hear the drone of cicadas and the cry of a few frogs near the lake. Mosquitoes flitted around as well as gnats and he shook them away with a good bat of his paw. He stretched himself out before padding over to the lake and wading inwards and not stopping until the water reached his chin. It was cooler out than it was earlier, but the warm water felt so much better than sitting in the sun. The young male closed his eyes and relaxed and let all the thoughts exit his brain as he let himself enjoy the moment.

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