He nods as the small red eyes dart down as if ashamed. He was always in pain, from the tips of his strange pawed feet all the way up to his mouth where teeth broke through the skin of his cheeks and small quills sprouted along his face. "Y-.. Ye s.. Lots.. L o ts of p ai n.." He whined again, as a trail of blackish fluid dripped from his lips-- whether it was drool or blood was uncertain. "F-.. Fri e n ds.. Make p ain.. Go a w ay.."
He was leaned over a little, his left hand on his knee as a means to support himself, being careful of the other considering his leakage. His eyes widen, why did of all things, that simply tear away at him? He had an almost fear shine within his eyes before he stood up properly, his hands hung at his sides, fingers curled in slightly.“Pain? How does one take that pain away?”













