i'm here to collect your hearts
A crown of iron thorns graced his head with every pawstep he took. It almost dug into his heart to leave his home but he had to get out of the environment before it left a lasting effect on him. The peppered man kept his eyes peeled on the area as he debated his next move. He had left the painful lands that had left him with emotional and physical scars that now managed to conceal themselves in patchy cover-ups. He had been luckier than his sister, who was forced to wear visible scars around for the rest of her life but he had taken more of the emotional toll on things.
With these facts in mind, he headed north, unknowingly towards the lands of Alacritia. He followed a creek towards the northern lands where he hoped to make a home. As far away from the cursed homelands that he had come from.
"Tulet katumaan tätä, Angele. Jos joskus löydätte minut, et pahoillani." The normally cool and laid back man was finding it hard to suppress his anger in the private company of one. What a lonely life.