Phoenix Maplewood tryst

aw, but maybe @Kaertok? <3

he was hunting, hunting again. ursus was thinning, becoming smaller; even his new lover in the canyon of red sands could not pull merrick from his murderous fugue.
blood, to satisfy; blood, to tug him back together at the edges.
the never-ending rain veiled the dark figure as he flitted around the edges of a forest dripping with berries, yanking them down from their branches and trampling them unceremoniously, destructively, upon the earth.