Wapun Meadow Bring it to an end

// note to self: takes place before the Nyra drama at the border

His eye was still swollen shut. He deserved it and he knew that, but it was still hard to come to terms with the fact he might never see out of that eye again. Just another weakness to add onto his already pitiful, tiny body. It sucked.

Evien had needed to take his mind off of things. Everything was so chaotic recently, and... sometimes he had to get away. Little walks like this weren't uncommon, though they'd become rarer nowadays than they had been a few months ago.

The meadow was safe. Technically not their territory, but somewhere that Ursus gathered frequently, regardless. Evien loved it, even on the last dredges of summer and edging into autumn. It was beautiful here, and it was where Evien went to be alone.

Except he wasn't alone, today. There appeared to be a massive white figure that existed on these plains with him. A male - he appeared to be spaced out, looking upward, and Evien quirked a brow at the oddity. A small smile stretched his maw as he approached, only noticing upon closer inspection that the man was riddled with wounds.

"You look like shit," he remarked, knowing that he certainly didn't look much better. A soft huff escaped him, a bit amused. "Let me guess - I should see the other guy?" Perhaps this massive brute had done some damage as well. He certainly looked like he could.