Sunbeam Lair Puppet

He was greatful. Greatful to be alive for one year. So much has happened in the beginning. Jumping from home to home, becoming a target, being on the brink of death, but he had pulled through. Most of his odds were conquered. Most of them. There was still one little thing that would sadly never cease to exist.

Voices.

Sadly, all the trama had taken its toll on the yearling. Made him insane and there was nothing he could do. At first they were calm, unharming. Now they seemed to control him. Forced him to do things for them. Leo feared that one day, they would force him to do something he did not wish to do. He was a puppet to them.

Now, he walked the path he had grown accustomed to. The yearling tried his very hardest to keep his mind at bay.