01-03-2025, 07:46 AM
Dawn broke with the song of birds, an orange glow in the midst of winter bathing him in a light that beckoned for him to start the day. Raiden cracked his eyes, a yawn stifled between his maw as waves of green fluttered in the cold breeze. It hadn't quite settled yet—the churning clouds in his head—but it was the sound of leaves that drew his attention. They were different, rattling and loud as they scraped the earth, much unlike the pines that stood guard even through the coldest winters. That was his first sign.
Raising his head, the man of thunder quickly searched his body. There was no tampering, no injuries, only tussled fur from laying here in the grass roughed by the wind. That would be good if he hadn't awoken away from home. The meadow stretched out before him, stray oaks dotting the land, providing the most minimal shelter. It was pretty, but revealing.
...At least the land seemed to be unclaimed.
Raising his head, the man of thunder quickly searched his body. There was no tampering, no injuries, only tussled fur from laying here in the grass roughed by the wind. That would be good if he hadn't awoken away from home. The meadow stretched out before him, stray oaks dotting the land, providing the most minimal shelter. It was pretty, but revealing.
...At least the land seemed to be unclaimed.
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