As he roams around the area, a chilling sensation of dread and worry is the only thing that comes up in the violinist's head, the pitter patter of his light steps across the grass is really the only thing he hears other than his own breathing.
..Why did everything feel.. so wrong?
-@sprunkeddurple
[ And amongst all that.. was a certain alien, just trying to deal with his own thoughts. He was never good by himself. Being by himself meant nothing to fill his head. And his head being empty made everything so loud.. ]
[ Right now he was scouring the area for marigold flowers. The very same that Vineria had gotten for him previously. But the land was so much more vacant than before.. ]
“ crap .. crap crap.. “
[ An antenna twitches when he hears the faint footsteps of.. whoever was coming. He found himself excitedly perked up, fur spiked ]
“ VINERIA ?! “
“ .. i mean .. yo ? is.. is someone out there ? “