Samuel
Samuel slowly brushed passed the trees breathing raggedly, he had been running through this god forsaken forest for hours without pause. However fatigue had finally began to impair him, and now he was walking sluggishly. Samuel's eyes twitched and his wings ruffled as he casually stopped and began breathing deeply, his eyes slowly began to analyse his surroundings he was currently residing in some sort of clearing, as the sun shone through the trees he exhaled "It'd be so much easier... if I could fly." However Samuel had great reluctance to do so, for fear that the Ward would somehow find out, and drag him back to that hell. Samuel knew it was crazy they couldn't possibly find him now, but his irrational paranoia was justifiable he'd spent all of his life in that hell and going back was the last thing he had on his mind.
After his brief pause Samuel decided it'd be best to get marching again, he pushed himself off a tree which he had been leaning against for support and slowly began trudging forward. After walking lamely through the forest he noticed the atmosphere began to change, a peculiar feeling which Samuel couldn't describe but it excited Samuel as would anything new would. As he pushed on wards he came out of another clearing, however this one was different from the one before. There were roads of concrete and buildings, there was only one word in Samuel's vocabulary to describe it, which was urban he had heard the word before, but he didn't know its meaning but the word just seemed to fit here. Samuel muttered to himself mostly in confusion, "This is beautiful..." Samuel knew very little of the outside world other than the small snippets the Ward has shown him to give him a vague idea of what the world outside would hold, but this was amazing to actually be there rather than seeing and hearing about it.
Samuel's eyes flickered as he familiarized himself with his new found surroundings there were cars, building, stop signs and so many other things that seemed so odd, he had seen them before of course, but that was different he wasn't actually there now he was seeing one in reality. He paused before concluding he must look so out of place here, the set of jeans he was wearing were torn to shreds, his shirt also along with a pair of hiking boots which were already worn out, not to mention the fact that he had wings he laughed dryly at the realization. However he noted his flesh was unmarked and had sustained no injury, which puzzled him slightly as he remembered sustaining several small cuts while running out of the forest.
"Okay, okay Sam think of some sort of plan." he paused drawing a blank before sighing hesitantly, "Okay... lets at least figure out where I am..." he concluded. His eyes began scanning the various signs until he spotted a particular sign of interest, which was further down the road which seemed to lead to nowhere. The sign was green and it had white posts supporting it, he paused squinting to read it 'Arizona' Samuel's eyes relaxed before he muttered casually, "What the hell is an Arizona..." he figured it must be a location of some sort, probably where he was.
His mind drew another blank for the next stage of his plan however, frustrating him slightly. However his stomach rumbling gave him a slight clue on the next part of his plan. Food, the prospect sounded and almost tasted delicious, but the means of obtaining it were difficult as far as he knew. He'd have to find a trader or something, a shopkeeper to be more precise which wasn't any trouble since there was a sign on a particular building that looked more public than the other buildings that read 'General Store' it had a slogan underneath but Samuel couldn't be bothered to read it and simply approached the building cautiously figuring this must be a store of some sort.
As Samuel entered the store he noticed several people giving him weird looks and strange glances, which made him even more nervous than he already was. Ironically the only thing that kept him from running out of there while screaming was the different variety of food the store had, there were so many different things which made his eyes bulge. He paused before nervously grabbing the clostest bags of food off the rail without checking what it actually was, before whistling nonchalantly. He spotted a woman at a counter of some sort who expected him to approach, he began to shuffle towards her before dashing towards the stores exit, food in hand. He heard voices raise as he dashed towards the door, hearing shouts of concern shot bolts of panic up his spine and his most primal instinct kicked in, flight literally. His wings snapped forward and he jumped up into the air screaming frantically, as he took off away from the ground at a rapid speed flying uncontrollably away from this destination.