I Swear I'm Not a Monster

In the...East? Crimson gaze turned to find the towering mountain he once called home. She was right. He started walking forward, only to be told to stop where he was. He did stop, noting the wavering tone in the strangers voice. "Is that your blood...?" He looked down at himself, forgetting for a moment that he was stained with blood. "Um..." Asides from the headache he had, he didn't feel like he had any wounds on him..."I...don't know..." Shit. Probably the wrong thing to say. "Er, what I meant by that was um...It might be something I was hunting? I'm not sure, honestly. I...I think I blacked out or something." He sighed as he sat down, rubbing his head with a paw as the headache continued to pound away. Only instead of going away, it was getting stronger. "Sorry if I scared you. What's your name?" He asked, trying to distract himself from the pain and the confusion he felt.