Pan came in quietly, hiding further down before sniffing. As soon as she came in, the snow fell down and blocked the hole. You were both plunged into complete darkness but you could feel Pans pelt fluff up and bristle as she backed up.

The valley walls towered up high above you as you ran, snow scattering up behind you and numbing your paws. You could pick up the sound of wind blowing overhead and could barely see what way in front of you. You'd heard the route could take a day to get out of the valley, but then to were?

I will travel too another place and look for life

You were unable to see, but you felt a hoodie on top of you. The ground rumbled again and you could hear more snow falling off of the edges. By the fact you were sheltered from the wind, you guessed the walls stretched up high and you could feel mist-droplets against your face. You could feel your axe slung over your shoulder, the strap pressing the shoulder plate against you. In your pocket you knew you had food. It;d probably last five days if rationed.


I figure the first thing I needed to do was to search for any survivors or extra supplies lying around.
(side note, when he's in his animal form he is still blind however obviously his senses are heightened)

The tunnel smelt strange and say you walked, it seemed to echo the movements back at you. Pans light grey pelt reflected against the dull grey walls. You found yourself walking over a lot of pebbles that made your paws hurt. The tunnel was getting increasingly smaller.

_{(3 line rule owo)}

You continued running along the ground. In front of you, a rock slid down. You'd have to swerve around it or climb over. The mist was getting worse the further away you went from the village, but the snow falling was risky.

You could hear snow falling further back as well as behind you where the village was. It may not be safe to head back, your ears picked the sounds up. You couldn't smell anything over the snow and frost and your feet were becoming increasingly numb and cold the more you stood in that same place. The axe was heavy and you couldn't tell what time of day it was, but you guessed it was morning by the fact you'd not properly woken up yet.

_{(As long as it's not without the range of possibilities op & 3 lines rule. Also your equipment and clothes kind of evaporate when you morth for some reason owo)}

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=56379&page=5#44 Author: IvyCat Time Posted: 1/14/2018 at 11:01 AM Through the snow and mist, you were unable to see anything, but you knew to leave the canyon your village was settled in could take up to a day to walk through, although you were faster as a gyrfalcon. Your wings were beginning to ache, this was longer than you'd ever flown before or walked. Your stamina was beginning to run out and you would be forced to rest soon.

I grit my teeth(? beak?) and swoop down lower, desperately looking for somewhere I can alight and rest. The snowstorm showed no sign of backing off, and I could feel the frost seeping into my feathers as my muscles ached, me pushing them on for a couple more flaps. I look around for any remains of buildings; maybe I could shelter under a wall or something and rest for some moments before continuing on.

You could hear snow falling further back as well as behind you where the village was. It may not be safe to head back, your ears picked the sounds up. You couldn't smell anything over the snow and frost and your feet were becoming increasingly numb and cold the more you stood in that same place. The axe was heavy and you couldn't tell what time of day it was, but you guessed it was morning by the fact you'd not properly woken up yet.

In the efforts to stop from freezing, I move forwards cautiously, trying to find the way out. Staying human for the time being. I figure if it's morning then It's best I find a sunny spot where hopefully the snow is either starting to melt, has melted, or is at least warm. Hugging the walls I follow them in the opposite direction of the village in hopes of finding my way out.