Moonspear [Trespassing] Faded to grey

He should of noticed it sooner. Perhaps if he had it wouldn't have to come to this. His vision swam, blurring in and out in rapid seizes that gave the boy a headache, forcing him to close his eyes and lay his head down.

But it was weight, the pressure above him that made the boy jump, eyes popping open and body going into an adrenaline rush as he twisted and spun on the earth, desperate to flee. As far as he knew he was back there. Back with others that smelled of rot and blood, breathing in their grime and pretending to be one of them while wearing a false mask.

"tell me your fears."

A screech escaped his jaws, and when he finally slotted himself to the earth on his back, Clay— desperate to escape that wretched place, shoved his paws upward, aiming to hold the other at a distance away as he let out a warbled snarl. Though his eyes were open, he was unseeing. Everything around him was that place, that smell, that wolf.

He was unaware of Merrit's presence. Unaware that above him stood a fragment of his lost past.