Ravenshook Cliffs the dawn will come

Wanted to play Atreyu again even tho he's all depressed and broody now lmao COME LAUGH AT HIM

The haggard creature made his way back, trudging a slow yet deliberate path along the coastline. Out there, there was nothing, nothing for him, and he would surely die if he spent any longer within the wilderness outside the Teekon Wilds. Here, at least, he knew the land and where food was plentiful — and the packs, though he avoided them currently. One in particular he gave a wide berth to, alert for any Moonspear pack member's scent. He was a failure to them. Especially Charon and Floki and...what was left of their family. He couldn't go back.

Atreyu turned over a piece of driftwood idly with his dirty and scarred muzzle, not expecting to find much. To his surprise, a small crab scuttled out from its little shelter and into the fading sunlight of the day, where it quickly made for the ocean. The boy took three awkward bounds for it, then promptly gave up, falling into an exhausted sit. His sides heaved, revealing the outline of ribs beneath shaggy, matted fur. He panted, watching the meagre would-be meal disappear into the waves. A whine rose in his throat, panicked and desperate. Fuck. He had made it back to the Wilds yet he was still going to starve to death.