Pain. Blood. Darkness.
The curse yonyuu's eyes snapped open, the glowing orbs observing the area. It was night, that was for sure. His eyes were better than most in the darkness, and he could see where he was. It appeared he was at the bottom of one of the rocky trenches. He could see spots of blood clinging to the rocks above him and wondered if it was his. It was highly likely, the way he was feeling now.
Lance could taste the blood in his mouth and the pain in his side. One of his wings was folded against his body while the other was spread out awkwardly. His legs were spread out as well as he lay on his side. He had a headache and couldn't remember how he had gotten to the bottom of the gulch. Was he pushed? Did he fall? How long had he been there?
The thoughts wouldn't come to him. He sighed, not bothering to get up. He needed to feel better before he even tried to stand, he knew that much. He rested his head against the cool, hard ground and closed his eyes again.
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