Trouble already?

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it was the dawn of day setting in; colors of vibrant pink spewing over the soft clouds in the baby blue sky. and below it traveled the weary, weakened casimir who's face was covered in brown blood. it was worse than he anticipated. the fight had been long, slow and violent. unlike others he'd have with his kind. simply put, he took on a large predator alone. one he had no experience in fighting.
slowly, the limping wolf came to the borders of his new home. but he couldn't push himself any further-, having traveled all night to arrive here. crossing over the marker, his vision would suddenly blur with the notion of a concussion taking over, his right dislocated shoulder buckling once as he then collapse to the floor with a loud thud. under his chin were cuts of two, caked with blood, following a larger bite to his chest; deep and raw with teeth marks from the feline he fought before. his back held numerous open wounds of claw marks- opened and still seeping blood that could not scab over due to the constant movement of walking. nearest to his shoulder blades were worse-, morsels of flesh graphically hanging. contusions surrounding him, his breathing labored as he laid still, unable to call out for help.

"talk" "think"