03-10-2011, 05:19 AM
OOc: Leon is in Optime form after his short fight with Itachi.
edit: oops, I forgot about the J in the description. ^^' Sorry. ><
He didn't know how long he had been walking. Everything around him looked the same, from the trees to the sky to the dirt. He wasn't even sure he was walking. He kept believing he was having a dream. But the throbbing in his sides and shoulder denied him that though. This was his reality. This was his body. This... thing. He looked at the tree to his left. He was easily over twice his original height. Shaking his head, he pushed on.
The Timber wandered slowly, clumsily, through the woods. He couldn't register where he was, but he registered the familiar scent that was in the air. He was back in the Eclipse, and close to Amata's home. He paused, leaning on a tree and bringing his new hands to his view. His right hand was coated in blood from his abdomen. The morph into the Optime form was painful, to put it simply. But his wound on his torso now seemed smaller, and had stopped bleeding as it originally was. It still bled, to be sure, but the flow was slower, and the wound was clotting.
Putting his right hand back to his wounded left side, and dropping his left hand limply to his side, Leon began walking once more. He wasn't sure why he came back. What good would he be for the pack now? How would they benefit from his presence now? They couldn't... He was simply a broken spirit in a bloody body. He was useless. These thoughts rampaged through his mind, but he continued on. He had walked out on Amata's invitation, and now came crawling back. With wounds none the less... What would she think? Would she recognize this stranger? His mind was tormenting him with these thoughts.
Suddenly, Leon noticed something. He was within Crimson dreams territory, and was alone. Stopping, he took a deep breath, and decided to announce his presence. He turned his head up and howled a signal. He kept his howl short, and kept his eyes closed when he looked down.
Then he felt off center, as if the earth was tilted. Leon's face contorted in confusion, just before he felt his knees give out on him, and he collapsed in a heap. His breaths came short, and his body burned, then suddenly went cold. He shivered and whined softly, biting his lips. His wounds seem to be on fire, making him twist and turn, and soon enough, the pain caused Leon to black out, his body still shivering every few seconds. His last thought was of his brother, Phoenix, swearing he heard the missing twin call him.
edit: oops, I forgot about the J in the description. ^^' Sorry. ><
He didn't know how long he had been walking. Everything around him looked the same, from the trees to the sky to the dirt. He wasn't even sure he was walking. He kept believing he was having a dream. But the throbbing in his sides and shoulder denied him that though. This was his reality. This was his body. This... thing. He looked at the tree to his left. He was easily over twice his original height. Shaking his head, he pushed on.
The Timber wandered slowly, clumsily, through the woods. He couldn't register where he was, but he registered the familiar scent that was in the air. He was back in the Eclipse, and close to Amata's home. He paused, leaning on a tree and bringing his new hands to his view. His right hand was coated in blood from his abdomen. The morph into the Optime form was painful, to put it simply. But his wound on his torso now seemed smaller, and had stopped bleeding as it originally was. It still bled, to be sure, but the flow was slower, and the wound was clotting.
Putting his right hand back to his wounded left side, and dropping his left hand limply to his side, Leon began walking once more. He wasn't sure why he came back. What good would he be for the pack now? How would they benefit from his presence now? They couldn't... He was simply a broken spirit in a bloody body. He was useless. These thoughts rampaged through his mind, but he continued on. He had walked out on Amata's invitation, and now came crawling back. With wounds none the less... What would she think? Would she recognize this stranger? His mind was tormenting him with these thoughts.
Suddenly, Leon noticed something. He was within Crimson dreams territory, and was alone. Stopping, he took a deep breath, and decided to announce his presence. He turned his head up and howled a signal. He kept his howl short, and kept his eyes closed when he looked down.
Then he felt off center, as if the earth was tilted. Leon's face contorted in confusion, just before he felt his knees give out on him, and he collapsed in a heap. His breaths came short, and his body burned, then suddenly went cold. He shivered and whined softly, biting his lips. His wounds seem to be on fire, making him twist and turn, and soon enough, the pain caused Leon to black out, his body still shivering every few seconds. His last thought was of his brother, Phoenix, swearing he heard the missing twin call him.