Trapped in a Nightmare

Broken. Hannibal was undeniably broken in many ways. His rotting heart was shredded to bits as the thoughts of his offspring being alone or even dead never left his mind. The males body was in tatters. Formerly the beast was a sight to behold. Long black and white limbs packed full of strength. Alabaster fur mottled with patches of a deep inky black signifying his rare case of partial albinism. One pink and one blue eye calling for an alluring gaze. Hannibal is a horrifically vain creature but with his mind deteriorating in such a way the former pleasures he once enjoyed meant little.

That rare gaze swept across the feline's features with both annoyance and a mild sense of rage. He wished for no disturbances and felt as though the maze was the perfect place for such. Hannibal desired nothing more then to die alone. To suffer and rot in his dismal grave. Yet, he was face to face with a massive Lioness who seemed to look both worried and insolent in a way.

Four skinny legs were spread and his head was low. The top of his spine was exposed to the much larger animal. She could likely see the scabs of unhealed sun burns leaking blood. They itched like no other and were pretty inflamed. Perhaps without care they would soon fester. Yellow teeth were exposed as pink lips stretched into a threatening snarl that soon turned into a simple sneer. "Im dying." The words flew from his slippery lips with ease. "Alone." He rolled his shoulders as the need to itch his back came back, but he would wait to do so until the stranger was gone. "Follow." The tall and skinny creature sulked past the Lioness to begin in through the maze to show her the way out. The last thing he wanted was to share time with a big chatty Cat.

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