afterglow

The boy would've stayed there for hours had he been alone, but the small noise caused him to nearly jump out of his skin; and in the next few moments, he was rocking to one side, scrambling so that his feet were down and his belly covered. For a moment the world was spinning - Tryphon had moved far more quickly than what he was used to, and his senses were a bit warped because of this. The dizzy spell was brief.

"Who are you?" The question was abrupt, as was the follow-up. "What do you want? Is this your land..?" The stranger's dark figure was eerie, at least to Tryphon. He did not like being watched and was especially suspicious of the stranger's intent. He didn't have to make himself known; it would've been just as easy to avoid the boy's prone form. Tryphon was lurching to his paws - ignoring the pain as much as he could - and apologizing profusely. "I'm sorry, I'll get out of your way. I didn't mean any harm - just so tired - sorry! Sorry." 

What a pushover.