His body ached and trembled as it made it’s way from the cave he hadn’t left since he met his master, but alas he wanted to explore this new world he had been dropped into. The more days he spent in this land the less he remembered about his homeland. He didn’t forget the onslaught the brutes did to his body, nonetheless he still enjoyed the touch of another male. He still wanted to flirt and be playful, but he wanted to find someone who wanted to also be with him. He wanted to fill this void in his heart, one that a thorough fucking wasn’t going to fill. His legs ached to be used from something other than what Draven was putting him through and the limbs relished in the feeling of his body running, the petite male moved nimbly through the woods and jumped over fallen rocks and branches.

He had been running for days, at night his body would just fall and make him sleep, his mind caked with thoughts of Draven the night king of the caves, so sleep wasn’t very long for him, mostly he would wait until daylight and take off again, it took him days to finally wear himself out, but as the end of this day fell he came to a beautiful waterfront, this vast watery wasteland was just continuing on for what seemed like forever. His eyes widened as he watched the waves crash against the beautiful sandy beach. Tiberias had never seen this much water in one place. The waves were lulling him and his body collapsed just by the Ocean. It had been four days of running, his body was finally tired.

As the sun rose the next day and Tiberias’s eyes opened as he looked out and towards the ocean again. That was the first time he’d slept through the night and his body was finally feeling rested, he bounced to his paw pads and charged into the ocean, he didn’t go very far out seeing as how he couldn’t swim, but still he wanted to play in the beautiful crystal clear waters that was clearly this vast watery wasteland. But as he ran around and played his paw slipped out from under him, his soft pink pads landed on a sea slug and caused him to fall. His head went under and slammed on the hard ground. The current grabbing his small body and pulling him, leaving behind a trail of blood from his small head wound. He was away and thrashing trying to get his limbs under him. ’This is so not good, I hope Draven doesn’t kill me for spilling my blood!’ He whimpered as he fought to get back to the surface.