He saunters behind a near by barrel staring at the stranger before him. He didn't know this stranger that lurked, but he looked dangerous.
~A small pop was heard as the phoenix cracked his aching neck, last night had probably been one of the most uncomfortable sleeps he’s had in a long time. — And on top of his lack of rest; he’s being watched;
——❖ ❝It’s not nice to stare, yoi.❞















