He thought he heard subtle movements before he succombed to the drowsiness.
Aaah.
Opening his eyes, looking around him.
He noticed that he seemed to be in a mediaval cave of sort, and most importantly he had been tied to a tree.
He couldn't help but suck in an icy cold breath after reminiscing about the moments in which he was affected by that strange drowsiness of sort.
Leaving him to have a fucking question.
How the hell did whatever was he made to fall asleep and who the hell was behind it.
For if there is one thing he knew from that moment of slowly being induced with drowsiness, then that would be the fact that surely nobody beared him by at least as far as his eyes could see.
Leaving him within various kind of riddles.
Sigh!
Why the hell am I even thinking about that, I should fucking try to escape from here.
Aven murmured, as his claws suddenly elongated.
