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Stupidity.

He didn?t even know what else to call it at this particular moment, why he was here in an area that was filled with rocks, sharp drops, unknown enemies was completely beyond him, but nevertheless, here he was. The creature was stretched out across a boulder, his legs spread out in front of him, his hips twisted so that he was resting on his flank, and his head rested upon his front paws.

Imonde felt the boredom, and before he knew it he was drifting off, his eyes fluttering shut as his sides rise and fallen in the patterns of sleep. Moments later, the caw of a bird jolts him away. Ears upon his head flickering in a curious manner as he slowly rises from the ground, hind legs pushing his mass upward.

Leisurely he opens his eyes, a sharp snort being pushed from his body as he spots a dark female nursing an injured paw. Not worth the time. His mind rattles before he lowers himself back down onto the rock again, his tail drumming against it as he keeps his eyes locked upon the female. ?Wh-at is this?? he begins, ?wh-at is this? Th-at we do see?? The echoing of his broken rhythmic baritones sliding from his frame as he lowers himself back down into the laying position. ?A dolly that is in-jur-ed, maybe??