7th [Commentlog]
[Alex had died a right proper death, but it was one of those things that wasn't terribly permanent. Thank goodness, right? :D When he awoke in his room he was a bloody mess and only in his pants, so needless to say, he was a bit perturbed.
He doesn't even spare more than a brief glance at the book on his dresser, leaving it behind as he stumbles out of his room on the second floor, certain to look as confused and lost as he feels.
Who was he? Why the hell was he covered in blood? Why did he have the gnawing suspicion that the answers to those questions were rather important ..
Care to stumble upon a bedraggled and amnesiac were-leopard, Keep?]
He doesn't even spare more than a brief glance at the book on his dresser, leaving it behind as he stumbles out of his room on the second floor, certain to look as confused and lost as he feels.
Who was he? Why the hell was he covered in blood? Why did he have the gnawing suspicion that the answers to those questions were rather important ..
Care to stumble upon a bedraggled and amnesiac were-leopard, Keep?]