The Woods

@mark tuan The sky was blanketed with a pomegranate pink and breezes whistled through the leaves of oak trees that were heavily populated in the area. Jinyoung had speculated, when he had left, that he wouldn't be gone more than half an hour— well that 'half an hour' had passed approximately two hours ago; he couldn't tell the exact time since his phone had died, though it was useless, anyways, since there was no signal. No, Jinyoung wasn't lost- well he didn't really want to believe so at least.

"This is stupid." He found himself pathetically muttering to himself as he reached down to pick up a pebble. It was about the size of half the palm of his hand and was decorated with a faded green- or, well, moss. He rolled it around in his hand a few times before tossing it off to the side and following it with his gaze. "Ah, me." The pebble- and Jinyoung cursed his luck- had landed and bounced off a patch of gray fur. Due to the low snarling and the characteristically silver eyes that began scanning the perimeter, Jinyoung decided that perhaps hanging around wasn't the best idea.

And so, he took off; though the wolf seemed to be more interested in the ground than on him, he didn't really want to wait around until he grabbed it's attention. He kept stumbling, so it was a true miracle how he didn't fall down, not even once— until he's crash landed onto a stranger and fallen on his . ", sorry. I didn't see you there— I didn't mean to– well– like its a long, long story. But I'm sorry for bumping into you- really, really, truly sorry." He's not only trampled a stranger but also made a bigger fool of himself by babbling. The wave of embarrassment hit him so hard that it almost physically hurt. He found himself incapable of doing much, so he just sat there and apologetically grinned at his victim, trying his hardest to not stand up and sprint off.