07-24-2017, 07:27 PM
[align=center][div style="border-width: 0; width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9pt"]Tobias was scared as he run through the forest as good he could while having to drag his injured leg behind of him. The howls from the pack was heared behind in the distant making and every time he heared a other howl the heart beat faster in panic and fear over his own life. If they catch up to him everything would be over with. So all he could do was running while blood sprints was left behind of him in a trail for the wolf pack to follow. This really did not looked good, no not at all. It was most possible he would die today and if not for the wolves the injure for sure would get infected and give a miserable death to him.
But...
He did not wanted to die so he contunied on forward not because of clinging to this desperate hope but actually because there was someone he needed to found out here, someone he had got seperated from. "Fane!. " The blonde called out after the name but the call was just the final straw to steal the little air from his lugns and in all his panic and blurry vision the youth at last lost the balance, tripping over his own leg and fall towards the ground but manged to capture himself in the fall by bringing the hands in front of him to catch himself with. Breathing more heavily it started to become evident for him that a cold was possible he had catch by now. Tobias was far to young to be left alone in this new destruction world just fifteen years of age so just a teenth how had been supposed to care for games and football in his age and of course girls to have a carefree life not one like this there survival was something to be forced to face every single hour on the day. Death never rested that much had he been teached.
A other howl echoed in the forest making the youth flinch and had just enough of strenght to turn himself around on his butt before using the hands and kicked with the unjured leg to crawl himself backwards until the back was against a tree, the only protection he had but it wasn't enough, it never was. For so long had he struggled and fought towards this new world as long he could remember but he was tired and sick of it. " Fane, where are you?. Please Fane be okay, please Fane come back to me. " he started to sob, tears running down his pale skin and made his lovely blue eyes look miserable and out of hope. His whole apperance made him look like a defeated dog. Clothes that was dirty and scratched, face and hair filled with blood and dirt. He could not even remember the last time when he had eaten but for sure he felt the starvation.
Pulling up the leg he still could move to his stomach the youth wrapped the arms around it and buried his face into it and started crying. The worst thing that could happend in a world like this one, did you know what that was?. It was to be alone at least that was what Tobias felt like. Everything had been fine as long as Fane had been with him a loyal companion but now he was gone and possible killed and eaten by the wolves that had been haunting them and it was all his fault.
Maybe he deserved to die.
//Sorry if this is a bit of a mess i'm very tired today.
But...
He did not wanted to die so he contunied on forward not because of clinging to this desperate hope but actually because there was someone he needed to found out here, someone he had got seperated from. "Fane!. " The blonde called out after the name but the call was just the final straw to steal the little air from his lugns and in all his panic and blurry vision the youth at last lost the balance, tripping over his own leg and fall towards the ground but manged to capture himself in the fall by bringing the hands in front of him to catch himself with. Breathing more heavily it started to become evident for him that a cold was possible he had catch by now. Tobias was far to young to be left alone in this new destruction world just fifteen years of age so just a teenth how had been supposed to care for games and football in his age and of course girls to have a carefree life not one like this there survival was something to be forced to face every single hour on the day. Death never rested that much had he been teached.
A other howl echoed in the forest making the youth flinch and had just enough of strenght to turn himself around on his butt before using the hands and kicked with the unjured leg to crawl himself backwards until the back was against a tree, the only protection he had but it wasn't enough, it never was. For so long had he struggled and fought towards this new world as long he could remember but he was tired and sick of it. " Fane, where are you?. Please Fane be okay, please Fane come back to me. " he started to sob, tears running down his pale skin and made his lovely blue eyes look miserable and out of hope. His whole apperance made him look like a defeated dog. Clothes that was dirty and scratched, face and hair filled with blood and dirt. He could not even remember the last time when he had eaten but for sure he felt the starvation.
Pulling up the leg he still could move to his stomach the youth wrapped the arms around it and buried his face into it and started crying. The worst thing that could happend in a world like this one, did you know what that was?. It was to be alone at least that was what Tobias felt like. Everything had been fine as long as Fane had been with him a loyal companion but now he was gone and possible killed and eaten by the wolves that had been haunting them and it was all his fault.
Maybe he deserved to die.
//Sorry if this is a bit of a mess i'm very tired today.
[align=center][div style="bgcolor ;border:0;font-size: 18px; margin-top: -10px; color: #100E0E"]BEFORE YOU START A WAR
YOU BETTER KNOW WHAT YOU'RE FIGHTING FOR ~~
YOU BETTER KNOW WHAT YOU'RE FIGHTING FOR ~~