Trigger warning: Kyung is pretty suicidal.

What was he doing here? That thought plagued his mind ever second of his life. Kyung didn’t know what it was that drove him to keep being. It wasn’t the first time he contemplated his own death and the idea was becoming more and more attractive. Maybe that was why he was here, in the place his paws had avoided for most of his life. Here where his life had taken the turn for the worst. It would be fitting then if this was where it all ended.

Being here was hurting him physically. He could feel the pain in his lungs, the fear burning through him. He could smell the ash, feel it pushing hotly against his skin. None of that was here, none of it was real of course but the whole of his tie to this place was the volcano accident that scarred his mother physically.

Taking a deep breath he pulled himself up the trunk of the nearest tree and wound his way up its thick tangled branches till he was lifted high above the ground. From this distance it was hard to tell if a fall would do enough damage to finish it all or if he would simply end up breaking his bones.

Still he lacked the most important part of the equation, the courage to launch himself from his perch. With a sigh he lay upon his stomach, a paw dangling off the edge of his perch.

The lonely male trotted through the lands, making his way around the interesting trees. Couldn't say he'd seen anything like this before. And he'd never been a place that stayed so cold so long into the spring. Not that it mattered to him much; he wasn't put off by the colder conditions. It was just nice to be somewhere far away from everything familiar. Maybe this would be a place to start over new, although he wasn't sure if he'd be able to make friends, or meet anyone, or do anything at all. He sighed, half hoping he'd run into someone, half hoping he could live on his own forever.

Just as he rounded a particularly thick clump of trees, he heard clattering in the branches and paused to look up, tilting his head. He startled slightly as he spotted a wolf high in one of the trees. What was someone doing way up there? He supposed the trees here were strange and quite climbable, but still. Dominik considered running away - he didn't know how to interact with someone hanging out in a tree like a feline. He took several steps backward, slowly, hoping to disappear. But as he eyed the wolf in the tree, something looked off. The look in that man's eyes as he gazed to the ground below, and the way he hovered near the very end of a high branch. It looked kind of dangerous.

His eyes shifted side to side as he considered what to do. Golden eyes looked up again. Something compelled him to call out at that moment. "Hey!" he shouted, taking a step toward the base of the tree the wolf had climbed, "What are you doing up there? You shouldn't be so close to the edge of that branch, what if it snaps?" All he could do was stare upward, wondering if this wolf would answer and come down from the branch safely.