It's all new to me

Kione was slowly getting used to being alone.  He didn’t like it but, he was getting used to it.  The African wild dog with an array of white, black, and orange across his coat planned to travel the length of the land in search of more of his species.  The closest he had come to so far was wolves which were interesting in their own way.  Other than the occasional meet up he had spent most of his time alone.  Day by day he had put more interest in the world about him.  Oh, he hated the current state of things, it was this cursed existence that had cost him everything.  Still, he could imagine what new settings would look like if they saw the light of day and the strange fauna and crystals were gone.

This new place he had found himself was completely different from anywhere else he’d traveled so far.  The cliff was steep, and numerous caves were pocketed away but weren’t always noticeable until you got close.  For all Kione did not have, the wild dog did have plenty of time.  So he moved among the slopes at a relaxed pace, snooping about into the various crevices and caves he found.  In the daylight, he might have run across the slopes without much care but in this odd sort of night with faded light from the surrounding fauna, bugs,  and moon the shadows were a concern.  He imagined shadows lying to him about where to put his feet and kept mostly to a walk, at his more daring moments on safer-looking spots he might pick up to a trot.

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