The feeling digs into him as one's blade would tearing through flesh and skin and making a home in his hollow chest... He stands over a body as he comes to the surface freezing at once when his paws slip in a crimson pool, the smell of blood wrapping around him and making a home in his hollow chest, he feels sick as he steps back, feeling as though he wants to cry as he buries the body and washes his paws. The missing pieces of his home are starting to make sense in the worst way.
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