Closed to @scarletjudgement — “Winged Hound”
Koku sat on the precipice of the hole in the center of Isola. His legs dangled freely in the air. Normally, he would jump straight in like normal, but today was…exhausted to say the least. And, sort of subconsciously, he started to think that maybe he was fond of this part of his cage. It’s where everything started. The closest he was to Yuna last.
So he let the dark tendrils of the abyss slowly swirl and wrap around his legs, once more. The haziness and pain didn’t really hurt like it used to. It was almost like warming his toes now. But, as he sat, he felt a presence behind him. A new person? Not many people who have been here for a while come here anymore. It could be possible …but, unlikely. He turned to see who it was.