[Toya]

#ce2029
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It's fine, I'm fine, it's fine.

It's not fine, I'm not fine, it's not fine. A bubbling feeling in his chest, one with a strong pull that only seemed to make the hellion boy feel as though he was sinking. Days like these, moods like these, he called them quicksand. Fighting it only made him more tired.

He'd drop to against the lush, green grass with a loud thud, muffling a small whine, Toya'd roll onto his back. Looking up at the overcast sky with a tired frown. Gray days such as these weren't ones he really minded, they were nice enough after all, but they did seem to make it hard to do anything when he felt like this. When would he just be...fine?

A strong gust of wind ripped across the open field, tossing the boy's black messy mop of hair into a tangled heap and exposing his eye, Toya froze in that instant. Amber eye shifting about to see if anyone had spotted him, if anyone was even around to begin with, as he tried like mad to cover it. Flattening the fur over and over, pressing it against the side of his face, but over and over the wind kept coming.

The grass rustling as if it were laughing at his attempts. "Nonono... c'mon c'mon c'mon.. no please, noo.." The boy whimpered and howled against the wind, teeth bared in desperation turned rage, a paw pressed against the side of his face and claws spread as if he would shred his own face. "This...sucks." The boy sighed, wishing for Kol Nidre's normalcy, or Amen's. For something not so bizarre, for a condition that didn't horrify him.