the run percent

You know, for much of Dreams life he'd considered himself a happy guy. Sure, there were days when boredom would make him anxious or multiple failed attempts during a hunt would leave him frustrated as he was made to learn from his mistakes, but he'd always been under the impression that things were good. Great, even.

But oh, how wrong he was.

The Armada continued to prove him wrong each time he turned a corner. It was a little jarring at first, learning that you had the definiteion of something so wrong your entire life, understandibly leaving him wondering just what else he was missing out on. This moment with Hanako, as simple and random and seemingly insignificant as it may seem, was one of those reminders. A reminder that happiness was so much more raw and real than he ever thought it could be, not just a content warmth in his heart, but a burst of adreniline and electricity through his veins that made him feel alive. Because it wasn't just happy, it was fun, something he''d so seldom gotten to taste in his time alone that it was hard to identify now that it was everywhere.

And he let that feeling give him strength, let it surge through his body to spark the gleam in his green eyes and pull a genuine smile onto his lips, muscles working methodically like gears and pistons firing off in his body to make his legs strong and steadfast over the sand, racing along with his packmate as if paradise were almost within their reach. But who would reach it first?

Hanako vs Dream for Race
Round 2/2
Age: over 1
Size: Large
Build: Medium
Skills: Beginner Hunter & Beginner Navigater
Specialty: None
"Speech"