Snippet #1134808

Staying here at this algae pond was useless, he needed to find something else, maybe some supplies to make a shelter of sorts as the night drew on. If this place was anything like the wastes, it was probably gonna get cold, and with that water? yeah cold. He would need to make a fire...without his fire making supplies...that had been stolen...he grunted again and cursed to himself. He was probably never gonna forgive himself anytime soon for such a dumbass mistake. It was time to step it up, He wasn't going to be getting water from that pond anytime soon, and he wasn't dieing from thirst yet, so it was time to think of other priorities.

He jumped to his feet and brushed himself off as he looked around the clearing to decide where to start walking. He twirled slowly as he looked to the sky, finally looking down and deciding on a direction. "Looks like Im going this way." He said to himself as he started walking. Agenda, find possible food...problems? He grew up in the wastes, he had never seen a plant besides the occasional dead tree, or grass. None of these plants looked familiar at all. He wouldn't even know where to start! His best hope would be to find someone else who had some knowledge. His fist clenched as he thought about meeting others, he always had bad experiences with others. He was ready to defend himself on a moments notice, but he'd rather not have to kill someone, even if he was itching for a fight, as he usually was when ever he was hungry.

He had been walking for quite awhile, The most he had gathered was a very sturdy stick that was half his height and about 3 inches thick. It was best to have something rather than nothing. whether to defend himself, or poke things that he was unsure of. He had also gathered about fifteen giant leaves and tied them around his back with fibers he had woven together from other leaves. not too sturdy, but a quick fix. He knew that they could be useful later. This was more of an exploratory mission than anything. He didn't know what any of these plants were after all.

A roar shook the trees around him. He jumped and got the stick up to a ready position, he had a face of grim concentration his heart was beating a bit faster. That was extremely close. It was somewhere in front of him. HE should probably, if he was smart, go the other way, but where was the fun in that. He had a friggin STICK after all! He could take on anything. He smiled to himself at his stupid joke and marched forward slowly. As he got through the the underbrush he slowly was able to see what had caused the noise.

Wtf? what was that thing? it looked like a large dog, but was covered in spikes, it was facing someone, with a fullfledged sword. The first person he finds has a weapon like that. of course. And what did he have? a stick and some leaves. The real threat right now was this monstrosity in front of him. His heart was beating fast, but not out of control. His bloody red orbs moved from the dog to the person, who was dirctly in front of him, they were surrounding the beast. What was the best plan right here. There was a sturdy tree next to him he could scamper up if things went sour. he had tested climbing these trees earlier. He was confident in his ability to get out of the way. "You there, what have you gotten yourself into?" His voice was a harsh voice, a low gruffy voice.