toe out of line
02-16-2014, 08:52 PM
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like no king was before Heat, damned heat. His russet coat was no match for the sun's rays. Rocks rose up in front of him and on either side, hemming him in from nearly every angle. They were sparsely distributed, but several of them offered a decent amount of shade. He picked out one that was near to him, and quickly shriveled into its shadow. He was so hot that a shiver ran through him - that was not a good sign. The man blinked twice, his vision blurring slightly. Surely there had to be water somewhere around here, but he was far too tired and hot to look for it. Head tucked down as his chin rested upon his front paws. Back legs twisted 'round and curled toward his underside, protecting it as he didn't feel entirely safe in this unknown land. It hadn't been wise to leave Seracia and venture off, but he needed the comfort of distance, the solitude of silence. He would wait until sundown to head back home - or what was left of home. Somehow, things were different in Seracia. Perhaps it was only different in his mind, or perhaps he was facing the reality of change, whatever the case - he didn't like it. He flicked his tail away from him, banishing it as far from his core as he could. A dry wind bathed him in more warmth as he began to pant instinctively. He knew he needed to lower his body temperature. Muzzle would wrinkle as the faintest of scents drifted toward him, though he could not immediately recognize it as anything special due to the rapid intake of breaths. {Table coded by Lu} |
ooc; he's technically trespassing, though he isn't aware of it at the time.