There was a crescent moon hanging faintly in the violet sky, waiting for the setting sun to sleep. Zach sat alone, staring off into space, his golden body occasionally swaying. He couldn't remember how much fairy fruit he'd consumed, but he didn't feel too worried. Instead, his mind felt oddly light in that moment, as if he were floating on a cloud, raining all his worries down somewhere far where they couldn't reach him.

(Actually, that probably meant they were raining on someone else, which sucked for them. He had a shitload of problems, and even he knew they didn't fall lightly.)

Gemini was alright, he supposed. Things seemed to be a lot more open out here. The land was mysterious, and the people were friendly. Or, well. He assumed they were. He hadn't really strayed too far from his group since they'd been invited to join the party, and even then he only really knew a select number of people who lived here. Seeing them again was, dare he admit it, nice. 

An idea suddenly struck him, and he stood up fast, barely considering the logic behind his plan (he would have been horrified by his actions if he were sober) before his body was already moving, the black bandana secured around his neck fluttering faintly at the abrupt motion. He needed to find his friends, he decided. He wanted...he wanted to cuddle them.

This new mission was a matter of utmost importance. It was crucial, his brain severely told him, that he did not fail.

His bright golden fur flashed in the setting light as he walked, his paws (which would have normally made nary a sound) crunching loudly against the snow. He stumbled down a rocky slope, cursing quietly, before veering towards an adjacent white field, where his non-blind eye quickly honed in on a figure resting there. Bingo. Determined, and more than a little intoxicated, the young Alteronian stumbled towards them, not even bothering to double check if they were a friend or stranger.

"Don't move," he ordered, his voice slightly slurring, before he dropped unceremoniously to the ground, wrapping his paws snugly around them. He buried his face in their fur, sighing softly, his breath no doubt reeking heavily of the fairy fruit he'd partaken in earlier. "You're warm," he hummed happily, thumping his tail against the snow in a slow, content wag.

This was nice. He wouldn't mind staying like this forever.

「R a z i 」

My mind loomed in a cold darkness, voices echoing against the hollowness of the air around me.  I felt like I was in an endless forest of nothingness.  It was as if the world around me was ready to engulf me.  The shadows edging closer, ready to wrap their fingers around me, ready to drag me away into the belly of the pit.  I should have been afraid..if only I had been a naive little pup with her tail between her legs; but I was not.  The darkness had been my home since the day I was shoved out of my mother's womb.  The darkness was a welcoming sight to me, a welcoming feeling.  It was a feeling that one might feel at being home.

In was in this darkness that the voices were clearer, louder if that was even possible.  They had always been loud in my head, but then again I suppose I was partially to blame for this.  Yet, when I drifted off into a world beyond this one, they had the upper ground.  I was no longer in control as they beckoned to me..no to my soul.  I seemed so happy, so enthralled by their words.  It was like they had a bone dangling from a string and I was a little puppet aching to grab it only to be jerked down by strings I could not see.  Did I hate it?  Yes.  No.  It was a duality of answers I could have thrown out; but I was powerless to it all.

I had learned to stop fighting it all together a long time again.  Should have I had kept fighting?  It was a probability that I should have kept fighting, but the efforts only exhausted me further.  The less energy I used in this world, the more energy I had to use in the other world.  In the end, I learned that living in this world was far more important than trying to survive in the other.  After all, they needed me more than I actually needed them.  I was their living host, their God, their savior.  Every time I left that world, their essence always came back with me, haunting me but praising me all the same.  Hissing and worshiping the life I had given them.

Darkness slowly started to recede as light began penetrating from the outside.  I could hear voices licking on the edges of my ears as I slowly shoved them forward.  I caught movement beyond the reflection of emerald eyes.  They have come to take us!  Hurry we must rip out their throat before they see us!  "Huh?"  I softly said, still half asleep as I lifted my head.  What the hell were they going on about?  I could hear the voices get a little louder as I shoved myself onto all fours.  I made my way closer to where I thought the voices were coming from.  I halted, my eyes gazing upon something I was unsure what to make of.  A gold colored wolf was trying to cuddle with another whom seemed disinterested in wanting to be touched..was the cuddler drunk?

I tilted my head to the side as glass caught my attention.  Not just one glass, but several lined up in front of the black and white wolf.  Some had something in them, something blue?  What was it?  It was actually probably the more interesting of the two wolves doing God knows what.  It's poison!  Quickly be rid of it before they use it against us!  I heaved a silent sigh and mentally shook my head, "We'll be fine," I softly assured them, my words heavily low under my breath.  I turned my attention back to the males as I pushed forward.  "The two of you look like you are having a blast," I mused them with a light chuckle as I halted a few paces in front of them.

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