Blacktail Deer Plateau Think what you will, take me as I am

After a few strange encounters, Krarius had become cripplingly self conscious. He did his best not to be overly friendly or come across as too playful. The blue-eyed Eta crossed ever T and dotted every I out of fear of the burly male's lingering threat of ripping his throat out.

Needless to say, Krarius was suddenly on edge more than usual.

That was likely the reason he stuck to the darker hours of day. He wanted desperately to be hidden and he avoided every scent when possible. Except it seemed that he had failed to miss one. A lounging pale form in the distance met his pale blue gaze. Anxiety gripped him without mercy. He began to look for a way out of this.