Cold, wet, and tired, three words that described how the hybrid felt at this moment in time. Akira was exhausted, having traveled on foot for the past several days... or was it weeks now? He had lost track of time. Soft pawsteps carried the massive dark coated canine to nowhere in particular through the trees, rain pattering softly on the leaves above. It was true that he had no idea where he was, or where he was going- all he knew was he had to get far away from that... place. Just at the thought of it, a wave of guilt and sickness would wash over him, eyes narrowing in shame as his pace seemed to slow. What he had done... was it truly... right? Or was he just a monster... the scum that everyone believed he had been?
Before he could think any more about this, something in the path ahead caught his gaze, gray eyes trained on a massive... path leading into the sky. It wasn't a normal path, however, it was made of stone and oddly shaped. What the hell was this? Out of nowhere, a feline figure would appear at the base of the path, causing him to duck into the damp bushes nearby in panic. Watching as the cat slowly made their way up the path, disappearing above, he would slowly emerge again, head tipped sideways in clear confusion as he approached the structure. This was... very strange. Tentatively, he would reach out a paw and place it on the first step, immediately retracting it. How did that feline go up this thing? And where did it lead? Nothing was making sense today at all...

