Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27235572-20150831225012/@comment-27235572-20150902020025

As soon as the temperature took a turn for the worst, Ark fled. He wasn't sure where he was meant to be going, but anything was better than facing an unknown adversary striving to kill him.

The only thing he regretted deeply was the whole relationship with his mother. If he was meant to die in the woods, then he would regret not patching things up with his mother the most. She had genuinely tried with him and he had just messed with her heart and torn it in two. Regret flooded his being and he made a vow right then and there to fix the situation... If he survived.

But, now wasn't the time for morals. He continued to flee before tripping over a root. Cursing his bad luck, Ark got up shakily and continued to run, knowing it was all over now.