Silver Moraine Walk This Way

"I'm great!" Sybol responded as customary when a stranger asked such things, but quickly caught himself, he would not find the help he sought if he told such tales. 

He looked down for a moment trying to think of what exactly to say. his paws beginning to burn with the ache that had finally caught up with them after traveling as far as he had. He lifted one and examined it and he saw that it was torn and bloodied, he quickly put it back down hoping the stranger hadn't seen.

"Well, not exactly, it's kind of a lot to explain. I have a lot of bumps and bruises, and my paws are started to bleed a little... I really need somewhere to rest." He trailed off, his head really hurt.