Blacktail Deer Plateau cruel angel's thesis

All Welcome!
For now, Kaworu is around here, as a reference.

The borzoi took long easy strides. He followed the river through the night, as he had since entering the Wilds. It would lead him to the shore, to the edge of the world as he knew it. For he did not know anything beyond the ocean, so he sought the conclusion to his travels. He did not yet understand what it would mean when it arrived there, perhaps he merely wished to quench his curiosity having never had the liberty to do so. I no naka no kawazu taikai wo shirazu, a frog in a well does not know the great sea.

The rush of water to his left kept him company, as did the quiet murmur of his stomach. He was not starving but transitioning had been hard, he no longer hunted solely for the amusement of his previous God; it was now a battle against his high metabolism. Honey gaze having been fixated at the ground below him, he lifted his long nose and noticed highlands in the distance. He was coming to a cross roads, either brave crossing the river or climb up and over the plateau. With the decision to be made he came to a halt.