Blackfeather Woods Claustrophobia.

Located at Wolfskull Cave; tagging for reference, open to anyone. Maybe @Maegi ?

He tread across paths that had become so familiar that he could follow them in the pitch-black of night, or should his other eye be plucked from his pale face, he could do it sightless. The creaking of branches did not strike a bone-deep anxiety within him. The scent of the leaves, mostly fallen and collecting as they did beneath the trees, brought warmth to his heart. Titmouse was experiencing a crises of consciousness; he had too many lives compiled inside of him, and they were at odds.

These familiar things — they had once scared him so deeply, scarred him, changed him. But now he experienced these little things as ghostly monuments to a life he'd left behind. It was like treading through a lucid dream. He knew who he was; he knew this could not possibly be real, yet logic had been tossed aside.

His head swam from the recent concussion bestowed by Tegan Blackthorn, distracted him from where he ought to be (Maegi, Maegi, Maegi—) until a black pit opened like a muzzle before him, exposing stalactite teeth. When he drifted through the dark and sulked his way to the heart of Wolfskull Cave, he felt the chill in the air. It smelled strongly like @Fire here, like the Redhawks — and he found himself bowing his head, closing his one eye, as the weight of his experiences began to press in on all sides.