no problem XD
The scars were healing. Slowly, there was no doubting that. But the pain was slowly sapping away and Chishio took this as a good sign. He hadn't taken the wrapping the stranger, whatever his name was, had given him. Or more found in the store for him. If he had looked he would have seen the thick lacerations still bled slightly when he moved but scabbing was apparent around the edges, attempting to anchor itself to the existing flesh. Chishio wasn't too bothered by the odd twinge of pain, in fact it was somewhat pleasing. A ferly thing, maybe, probably. Though Chishio was the type who didn't give a rat's ass about what others thought of his or his ways.
He moved around in his Optime form fairly easily, despite the odd coastal terrain he found himself at unease on when he first arrived in the territory. He had no real reason to be there, but in truth it was probably an accident that he wouldn't admit. He had a knack for getting lost and it was the main reason he stayed in Halifax, and the reason he branches out very slowly into the city. The grey male moved slowly, limping slight due to the cross shaped lacerations on his hind leg and rump.
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