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[html] He was lost. Thoroughly, completely, perfectly, utterly and hopelessly lost.
He needed more adjectives to describe how lost he was.
Agani laid his head in his hands and groaned. The tree at his back poked him in an attempt to get his attention, but he ignored it. His pack lay spilled on the pine needles, ink and jewellry and needles and books lay haphazardly across the forest floor, and he didn't have the energy to pick it up. He was lost! Wherever would he find the energy to clean up. It was embarassing to be a werewolf and be lost, for heaven's sake.
The nightfall was what had ruined him, as the trees played tricks on his eyes and made the western sunset vanish and dance on him. Then suddenly up was down and left was right and he was lost. He needed a guide, but the stars were hidden behind the clouds, and he had never had a very good sense of direction to begin with.
After all, this had all begun when he had fallen down a hole. [/html]
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The trees here were more evenly spaced out than anywhere else the tuxedo man had gone, which was a very good sign for the varnish roan Appaloosa that he sat astride. Adonvdo had no complaints, obviously, to travelling in the forest, and Dohi allowed the horse to take him where it would. He himself was locked in quiet conversation with Nvwadohiyadv, who was insisting that his method of walking aimlessly around and talking to every native of the area he could find was going to get all three of them obliterated. Her belief was that violence had to be balanced with peace if anything was to get done.
Nawa, this isn't war. We will not cause it. The osprey spirit, however, wanted to hear nothing of it; she departed the scene in the most haughty manner should could attain, leaving the Luperci to pat the horse's thick neck. It went on like this for some time, him gently shifting from side to side as the animal walked, feeling as natural as if this was his lifestyle, until the horse had stopped inexplicably.
Dohi slid off the bare back of his mount and made his way around to the beast's head and there, he was surprised to see, was a Luperci sitting against a tree with the contents of a sack spread out on the ground. The bi-toned AniWayan's ears lifted at the groan, and he sat down easily at the top of the slope that he presumed the wolf had fallen from, and he asked quite quietly, do you need any help?
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[html] He wanted to curl up and die, or maybe sleep. Agani wasn't quite sure which, he just knew that he didn't want to be thinking of this anymore. Another thing he missed about sounds; they could soothe you, take you away from everything that you thought of. Instead he was trapped in silence, with only the faintest of voices for company. The faintest of the faint, and he was not sure how she got through to him, or even who she was.
The ground moved. It shifted, the same way the tree had, but it had a different message. Agani's ears turned before he lifted his head to look up, over his shoulder, at the silverbacked Luperci that had taken up residence just barely further up the slope of the land, a horse quietly nibbling at him from over his shoulder. It was a bizarre image, and the still-childish part of his mind thought that the horse might literally be trying to eat this were, even though more rational parts of him knew it wasn't so.
His lips were moving, but slowly, as if he was used to being careful with his words, to thought over speech. It was a great help to Agani's eyes as he read them, and took a moment to think them over. Everyone seemed to want to help him. Was he especially hopeless looking? Was he simply so charismatic that the world felt the need to aide him? Since that first horrid mishap, that first misstep of life, he had come across nothing but good things.
Well, almost nothing. There were flashes in the wood that tried to speak to him, but he ignored them.
"Help would be good. I'm j-j-just looking for my mum, Tayui," he said. "I misplaced her... A long time ago."
He can help you more than you know, young one. He can understand. [/html]
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