Totoka River paranoia, paranoia, everybody's coming to get me

@Rokig

the sun is setting, and shell is a very cold, tired bird. he sticks close to the shoreline most of the time, but as the falling sun sets a fiery tint to the strands of water bleeding out over the sand, he feels compelled to follow the river inland on foot. his wings are sore, and he doesn't feel like dealing with the assholes near the water. and who knows, maybe he'll find something interesting.