Falling.. falling.. screaming.. water.. rock... TH-
It was always at about that point in time he woke up, all his fur sticking up on end. Hyperventilating, the adolescent ela'wadiyi looked about paranoidly, his head buzzing in a sort of 'white noise' effect, leaving a sort of screaming-ghost-face image in his head. Ugh. He hated waking up that way.
Stretching out his tired limbs, Yua yawned and pushed himself up to his feet shakily, his body shaking a bit, before he shook his head to get rid of the bad mental image. Bad ghosts, bad dreams. Why wouldn't they just leave his little alone self alone? He liked being alone, less problems that way, for sure.
Licking over his lips absent-mindedly, Yua looked up towards the sky, checking to see the time of day, crinkling his nose a bit, before yawning again. It wasn't even that early in the day, perhaps late morning, early afternoon?
Good time to get a start on his day... or as good a time as any, at least.
