Damon continued down a seemingly endless pathway to god knows where. Quietly singing lyrics to himself, bored out of his mind and just as confused. [color=cyan] [i]Far from the sun...[/i][/color] Damon stopped and swore on his life that he saw something moving through the trees. He peered through them for a few minutes but saw nothing out of order, shrugging it off he continued walking. [color=cyan] - Where no one knows...I've watched you from...my t-[/color] Damon froze and went silent, he saw something. He [i]knew[/i] he saw something in the trees. He dropped his bag and turned to face the trees. Gone.

Damon did not move an inch, he did not utter a sound. He listened, he swore on death itself that something was over there. And then whatever he heard proved him right by making loud noises that nearly gave him a heart attack. [color=cyan] WHAT IN THE-[/color] Damon, oh so brilliantly wise Damon did not run, when this thing could be a wild animal for all he knew but no, he turned around to look at what could have already been mauling him. He turned around and saw a fox-looking creature wearing a straightjacket in dire need of a haircut, all he did was slowly back up. [color=cyan] [i]What the hell are you?[/i][/color] He said out loud, rooted in place, but ready to run if he had to