Coding by Sie.

WC: 478
Haha, he really does love his sleep and trees >.<

It had been bugging him… Bugging him like the moment you realize you’ve forgotten something and can’t remember what. His precious, favourite hideaway, his secluded, little ledge had been discovered by Axelle a few weeks back. Since his life had been hectic since that encounter, he hadn’t had time to consider the fact that he’d lost his favourite spot, that it’d been tarnished, that its location had been revealed. It wasn’t his only retreat, but that had been one of his favourites, he loved the place, the feel of the smooth stone underneath him as he slept… Now it was no longer of any use. For how could he sleep there, when he knew there was a chance he could be discovered again?

Now that he had a moment’s free time, he’d set of early in search of a new spot along Dawn’s breath. But after a morning of scouring Dawn’s breath, he’d found no other spot that hid him as well as his last did, which had forced him to search further away from Anathema.

He could have retreated to one of his spots within Anathema, for he had many trees in which he could hide and nap in, very comfortable and secure trees in fact. But after shamefully falling out of one, in front of Jace of all canines! He couldn’t bring himself to hide up one. A shudder rippled across his tall, dark frame as the memory hit him again; the pain of his ankle as he landed funny, Jace kick said ankle and laughing at him… No, Anathema trees were no longer safe.

And so, that was his problem; his hidey-holes or trees were on the slim and he needed to find a new spot. Drifting away from Dawn’s breath, he found himself entering into the Damp Woods. Ocean blue eyes checked everything, taking in as much as possible, his senses sharp, looking and listening out for any threats that lay hidden within the lush land.

Looking for a potential sleeping spot was, surprisingly, hard work. The damp woods seemed nice, although he hadn’t been in them much he had decided to visit the more, now that he’d seen them in all their beauty. Continuing forwards, testing the strength of a branch here and there he continued onwards. The further he walked into the territory, the denser it got. Budding leaves left the ground dark, hidden away in shadows.

Up ahead, within a cluster of trees he saw a tree. It’s tall, thick branches, high up within the shadows called out to him. Carefully, he clambered his way up, knocking his katana against the trunk a few times. Once high enough, he carefully reached out, testing the branch’s strength. Then, in a swift, practiced movement, swung himself onto it.

And it was there, he closed his eyes and took his nap for the day.