In the eye of the beast

The dry air made him angry. Only to be drawn down from the soft spray of the autumn rain. His head was facing towards the sky - his eyes closed as he simply let his muscled form stretch out in the open. These useless rocks were lacking in water they could use some from what he felt. Regardless these lands seemed almost familiar if not by the scent that washed near by him. Shiloh's lavender eyes squinted - he quickly ignored it though and continued on his with his prowling.

No doubt Spider would be nearby somewhere, Shiloh had told him to stay within howling earshot. So that did mean Shiloh would be searching for the smaller male later. He wouldn't allow his things that he decided to keep living to escape his point of view. Regardless he stretched his neck - tilting it from one side to the other and rolling his shoulders. His muscles ached as did his body for some sort of blood.

"Shiloh." "You." Think.