(Need to get to RPing the boy... >>; )
The dust coloured form walked amidst the bones, geysers erupting around. He blended well with the dust and mist, although he was more brown than stone. The hyena didn't bothere to take in his surroundings, but he did keep in plain sight. He felt no use for stealth. In fact, he didn't comprehend it; for he, as an adolescent, had been deposited in Africa after another of his kind had bitten a zoo keeper. Not a terribly intelligent gesture; they'd all been dumped in the wild.
Angaza had no idea where in the name of all that was right with the world he was, thus, but he knew walking in a straight line would return him to the sun and he'd find grasslands. There, he may even find someone he could talk to. Lean muscle flexed as the creature prowled, grouping instinct bothering him. His missed his gang back home, and it wasn't fit for survival alone out here. Angaza took no rest; the sooner he was out, the better, as far as he was concerned. This land reeked of death.
