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OOC: Hope you don't mind me joining  WC:530
A dark shadow moved silently, a furry human like form, bangs billowing slightly in the cold winter breeze. The figure moved easily into the light, walking with light grace, as if he was hovering. A deer coat on him, but it had twigs in tangles of the warm fur, while slightly beat up jeans coated his legs with comfortable ease, yet they had light rips in them. The barefoot male continued on, his eyebrows scrunched in a grumpy, unhappy way; he couldn't find his way to the stupid town, he was stuck in the damn forest. His handsome green eye wandered around, narrowed slightly under the slightly beat up fedora hat, his feathered necklace hitting his collar bone as he went along. His bangs were over protectively of his empty eye socket, as if it was protecting the dried, old skin from the cold. This male, Fallen stopped, and he soon saw a pleasant light ahead. Fallen blinked from the suddenly bright lights, and his hopes raised, but they quickly fell, it could just be a plain clearing, with the sun hitting the bright snow. He shrugged, and sighed, might as well take a chance. He put his large hands in his pockets, and started to walk, waltzing, his rough paw pads helping him not sink into the cold snow. He blinked, and his eyes widened as his ears perked with joy. He found the town. There were house, actually closer to shacks, well, at least some of them, and some shops and such. Animals, horses he could tell, were whinnying and neighing for food and such. Now, time to have a bit of fun, and perhaps was up a bit.
Fallen whistled softly to himself, as he passed small shops, and soon stables. It was a pleasant little town, but he barely saw anyone. Most likely due to the cold, or perhaps people were just venturing around. His dark nails clacked against the ground, causing a slightly echo. He flipped his bangs slightly, and instantly felt something scrape against his eye socket painfully. His hand darted up, and reached into the coarse bangs, and found twigs tangled in bangs. Fallen untangled the twigs, and started to run his long nails through the hair, to rid of the knots, and began to rid his jacket of twigs and leaves, until he was completely clean. He shook himself, just in case, wagging his tail, to make sure nothing was mixed in. Although, something soon echoed against his fine ear drums. 'H-help!,' It was gentle, but loud enough for Fallen to hear. Fallen instantly darted over to where the sound came from, his powerful, long legs bustling over to who had called. The call had came from near a house, and he quickly ran over to a girl, a slightly chubby one at that, but a girl, visibly in pain. Fallen also saw a goat, but he didn't pay attention to the beast. Fallen knelt down, and asked quickly, "What's wrong? What happened? Is this your house?,"He talked calmly, his eyes curious, but also serious. She was in pain, and, most likely, in need of treatment.
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