Blackfoot Forest when i meet charon

the snow forces him to take shelter into the nearest territory; the forest he currently weaves through cloaked in deep shadows and painted in a monochrome grey that mimicked the sky outside.

still, the thickly packed trees offer some respite from the heavy snowfall and he is grateful for it all the same. as raptor makes his way through the territory he tries to discern if this place held any sort of familiarity in the way that places told by others sometimes held.

arturo — when he wasn't taken by the witchdoctor — had spoke often of these lands. nevertheless, raptor's focus shifts back to his chosen path, tucking those thoughts aside; for now.