May 14, 2024
After walking out of lounge, Sora began to feel sick…but he tried so hard not to faint, not while holding a sleepy Odessa…
Suddenly, he heard crying…he placed Dess down in a makeshift tent as he ventured not too far.
Once Sora reached the area, he covered his mouth in horror to sight of a young boy bathed in blood.
*tears streaked his cheeks as he shoved cloth against his wound. He knew how to treat it, he just… didn’t look the healthiest. Pale, sleep-deprived, and of course, bloody. He had fluffy black hair that blew in the wind.* *He immediately jumped and threw himself into the shadows and away from Sora as soon as he caught sight of him, clutching his pocket which had a switchblade in it.*