"Ah brilliant." The Doctor beamed as he opened the doors to the TARDIS. He was grinning as he stepped out onto the planet he had arrived at. New places always excited him. Sometimes being careful didn't seem to cross his mind. It was so interesting for him to explore planets. He walked around and began touching and tasting things. The tasting was always risky when he didn't know what he was faced with. MMM interesting he thought. The Time lord was taking in his surroundings. He smiled and touched some of the plants. Walking through the grass, He was looking up at the two moons. He grinned . It was so beautiful. Really he had no idea what to expect from the planet he was on. "Oh would you look at that sky," He was speaking to himself. He did that alot since he was alone. He did hate having nobody to talk to. Since having to wipe Donna's memories and take her home. He had been alone and vowed to have no other companion. He knew that was usaully a bad idea. When he was alone he didn't feel as sane. He also knew that he made more mistakes. He was sure he had made a few since leaving Donna, He also was just less focused. For awhile the Doctor just decided to sit and enjoy his surroundings. He was trying to not let his memories bother him. He grinned and continues to explore. He knew there would be dangers around. He wanted to know what dangers. Trouble did always seem to excite him, the worse it was the more excited he could get. He didn't seem to notice much at the moment. Maybe that was just his excitement. The time lord was testing out more things. After awhile he noticed something was off. It was too quite. Soon he heard growling but didn't see anything. He pulled out his sonic screwdriver and scanned around the area. Something then leapt out and attacked the Doctor. He gasped in pain and fell to the ground. He felt claws sink into his back. He knew something was attacking him. He just wasn't sure what. "Show your self!" he demanded to the creature. "I want to know where you are.!" He winced as something bit into his shoulder and injected a posion. He felt lightheaded. What ever had attacked him was quite dangerous. He soon felt a weight lift off him. It seemed the creature had been startled and took off. Slowly standing the Doctor winced from pain. He soon realised he wasn't feeling good. He wanted to lay down. He was trying to tough out his wounds and being posioned. He was on his knees a few times from weakness and feeling sick. He was still going to push himself.