14 Chimeeko? 14

Raid sighed softly as he shook his head and tried to rest but as he did he fell right back into his nightmare, everywhere he looked at was filled with old stones that were tall like skyscrapers the wind whistling his name, he took a step forward and jumped back forgetting what snow felt like, this made him chuckle as he began to walk forward looking around the cold ice-like area.

Flicking his tail he sat and looked up 'anyone here' he whispered under his breath as there was nothing more but tall thin trees and towers, this made him a little chilled as there was no Blaze and no Chimeeko but that's when it hit him, in some way or form Chimeeko was related to him and that was no fairy tale.

Climbing up a small mountain, he found a small sparkling glass, using his tail to pick it up, it made a slit, causing him to drop it his ears flatten 'gosh darn' he huffed and looked at the blood on his tail as he realized it was blue, curling his tail as he sat, he began to whimper softly as he repeated over and over in his head 'i don't like this', that was until a little voice mumbled "oh yes you do", he looked up to find a white fox looking down at him from a branch.

'Who are you? what have you done to me get me out!' Raid snapped as he whisked his tail "why this what your mind wants doesn't it? you want to be away from your so called friends" he said as it hopped down 'no i never asked for that' he said franticly as he walked backwards "don't you hate Chimeeko?" he asked calmly, Raid looked to the side as he mumbled 'yes but i never expected-', The fox shook there head "well to bad hope you like snow because that's all your ever going to see" he said smiling as they disappeared, what ever Raid felt he got himself to made him realize he had to get out of it and fast before he got even more lost and scared than he already was, walking back where he came from his tail still bleeding, he made his way into a small den and rested while using his magic to heal himself, needing the energy he hummed and took care of how exhausted he felt, his magic like a song of peace.