Blacktail Deer Plateau feed them on your dreams.

snatching this up! :)

His bones ached, his skin ached.

On his neck it felt too tight. Each crane of his neck bloomed pain on a wound he could not see. Yet he felt it there like a haunting phantom that refused to leave him alone, like a child being yanked by mother dearest.

Mother? —

The thought whisked away as quick as it arrived. His senses blossomed beyond just the pain that encompassed him. His descent from the wall brought with it scents of others. Life thrived here.

It curled a disgusted sensation in his gut. Dread soon followed. Only deepened as he spotted a pale (-ish? he saw colors of other kinds along the figure barely) figure nearby.

Without a second thought, his tail pressed tightly against his underside and he was quick to make for a path wide around the stranger. Eyes trained closely on them to watch for movement or voice.