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The group of hunters seemed to have lost his trail, but they were very, very close. While they didn’t exactly come closer TO him, there voice were so easily heard.. The rope was oddly tight, and no matter how much Kiri tried snapping, ripping, not cutting the rope, it just wouldn’t budge, soon the voice would fade away, but he knew they would back somewhat soon.

He slowly gave up, feeling the blood rush to his head, feeling dizzy. He wondered how much longer it'd be till he passed out...his wounds hurt, and he vaguely thought he must be painted red by now with all the blood....his eyes fluttered shut....

…When all of the sudden, he fell onto the ground with a large thud, there was an odd smell in the air, as if something was burning right before he fell, but he just thought that was his mind playing tricks on himself..

Kirishima screamed when he was dropped and got extremely dizzy when he hit his head on the ground. He groaned and sat up slowly, brushing the sticks and rocks from his hair, rubbing at the growing bump. After a moment to realize what was going on again, he scrambled back and shied away at the base of the tree, cowering among the roots. He trembled as he thought of his scales and wings being plucked away from him and sold, curling in on himself, 

“D-Don't....p-please I-I don’t know where I am…” 

he spoke quickly and put a hand to his chest, trying to calm himself. His wings were ripped and had large gashes which still freshly bled. He pulled the more injured of the two in front of himself then the panic rose again as the baying of hunting dogs and the heavy thuds of footsteps came closer, heading their way. 

When the stomps grew louder.. a hand suddenly touched his shoulder.. and for some reason, he grew groggy,  why was everything going dark.. he thought, soon he would pass out, and awaken.. to what could only be assumed as a dwarfs cavern, obviously it wasn’t that, and just more of an underground home, but there was clattering coming from another room as he laid on some type of bed..

Kirishima was out of it for another hour and when he did come to, he completely freaked out. He sat up and pushed himself away from everyone, making him fall backward off the bed and tear open some of the stitches in his arm. He pressed himself back against the wall and began to hyperventilate. 

.. Wait.. why did the people in the room seem.. faded? Strange, they seemed like the hunters, but they seemed like they weren’t actually there.. moments later, a man whom Kiri would soon know walked into the room, he held two wooden mugs, they seemed  have a steam flowing from them as he looked around, he seemed a bit confused.. well, where he was a good area to hide, so it made sense..-

"W-W-W-W-Where am I-L-l-l-let me go-p-please-I-I-I'm n-not worth anything-s-so please...l-let me go-"

“Huh? Oh! Your awake.. I d didn’t expect you to be awake till another hour or so, please, come out.”

He sat the tray on a coffee table, and started walk towards Kiri, his hands were at his side, so he wasn’t hiding anything, but he seemed a bit erm.. okay, scary.. so it’s make sense for Kiri to be scared-

"H-H-Hf-" 

He seemed scary, but his words were kind, he slowly looked up at him, confused...