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Posted by Manticore on Oct 9, 2017 15:51:50 GMT -6
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Apr 5, 2018 10:44:04 GMT -6
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Leon had been miserable for the past couple weeks. He was sore, hungry, thirsty, and tired from his time spent lost in the woods. He had little shelter but what he could make with broken branches and logs he had constructed make shift shelters from while searching for the mansion, and had managed to walk in circles for the majority of his time, having no experience navigating the woods. He had managed to find water and had resorted to catching small prey in traps constructed with his quills. He had hated that the most, but it was either that or starve to death as his attempts to gather berries had provided no where near enough to fuel his lion like body. His clothes were in taters, he had abandoned his jacket, which was ruined by the moisture, rot and lack of mending, where his spikes had torn new holes. His jeans and bandages weren't looking much better, covered in dirt, dried blood and filth. His mane was tangled with leaves and twig, equally dirty, the red reduced to a rusty brown.
However, today there was one glowing note that managed to raise his spirits. He finally had found the mansion. Finally he had found his way back, though he was also angry, as it seemed the school had not come looking for him. His experience in the woods had been such that his usual manner of paranoia was drowned out by exhaustion and irritability, despite being happy about being literally out of the woods.
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Manti was wondering if he should give up and head back home, he honestly didn't know how long he had before the window closed on his dimension. Visiting this place had been fun, but he didn't want to become trapped, despite his curiosity about his counterpart on this side. He had been asking the students about him, much to their own confusion since he had been mistaken for the most part as this 'Leon', but from what he gathered, this version of himself was a rather reclusive individual. Few knew much about him other then what he looked like, if anything at all. Those who could give him some more detail essentially told him he seemed sad and scared all the time. Not a social person at all. That conflicted with Manti greatly, as he couldn't imagine why they would be so different personality-wise, and wondered how alike they actually were if at all. For all he know, could have been born in completely different circumstances, different home town, different financial status, heck, even race was up for debate since this was a totally different dimension. Still, he had no intentions of sacrificing his world to find out, he was ready to go home...
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Oct 9, 2017 15:52:34 GMT -6
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