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THE SCENT OF MORNING DEW WAS OVERWHELMING, a bout of chills hits the fur on his back and usually sharp ears cast down for the calm of such a wonderful dawn. He liked to do this as much as possible, wake up just before the sun deemed itself over painted clouds and the first breaths were taken. Maybe, because most were still dozed into their dreams and he was a rivaling scavenger, aching for peace stretched among all Seoul forest. This was one of the few days where the pain had subsided, leaving him to take each thought individually, just like the inhales to animalistic lungs.
KIT WALKED OVER TO A BED OF LEAVES, an area surrounded by still trees and an overhead breeze that’d just swept in. The wolf could hear it, rushing water driven by a river south from his spot, adding a far more soothing sound astray as he’s reminded that perhaps a nap was in toe. What ailed him suddenly, was the slight graze of scattered movement from somewhere behind, no one could be out here at this time and he wasn’t in the mood to find whether that was true or not. Anyone would think to run away at the mere sight of him in this form - one of numerous perks pertaining to being an infamous predator of the animal kingdom - so, with his paws curving beneath, freshly sharpened claws astute to the ground, Kit laid atop his makeshift bed of damp leaves, resting for maybe just a minute and leaving this arrival to react as it’s due.
