Nekuta Huffed as his claws clinked relentlessly on the ground, heels smashing into the pavement with every step. If not for the fact that he was being hunted down he probably would have noticed the numbness that began to ebb away at his fingers and feet. Snow. Everywhere there way snow; It fell in great flurries through the fog that surrounded him. Finally he stopped, skidding lightly in the whiteness at his brown, webbed feet. For a moment everything was quiet except for the solitude of his own breaths, echoing into the foggy abyss that held him there. His muscles felt like putty, legs wobbly as he forced himself to stand. Nekuta was in a state of "The good guy gets the short end of the stick." And in the worst way possible: Nekuta had been framed for murder, He didn't know why or how, only that the cops smashed down his front door and before he knew it he was holding the black and white jumpsuit in his paws with a look of terror on his face. "HE HAS TO BE HERE SOMEWHERE!" kune winced at the voice and started to move on. Without too much trouble he came by a brick wall, as cold as the metal handcuffs on his paws. He stumbled into the alleyway and slid down against the wall, slouched to the side with his paws in his lap. "I can't do this..." he simply whispered as his green eyes scanned over his now bloodied footpads and the darkness of the alley.

Suddenly, a small chitter came from the darkness, scratching sounds filling the air and with it came the tilt of Kune's head in confusion. "H..Hello?" No response. However, soon came the flutter of wings as a critter poked out it's head, tilting it with Kune's in unison. It resembled that of a bird, it's legs tapering off into nothing but small black points. Despite this, It could still stand, looking almost comical as it did. It skittered over to him and peered up with closed eyes. It's mouth was there yet, it seemed as if it wasn't. it was simply feathers that covered its mouth. "W...what in the name of...what are you?" he asked as he reached out his paws to gently rest on it's head, cascading down it's shimmering white feathers. It was as if his troubles had vanished away, all troubles washed clean of his soul as euphoria began to rise from his body, his fur standing on end. The creature chittered once more as it spread out it's massive wings, they were neon orange, casting off their own light. The strangest part was that they weren't connected to it's body. they hung in the air, forming wings in mystical patterns. Its tail curled around it's form, tapering off like it's feet until it formed into a deformed like clawed hand. Black in color. It twitched as if it was in pain, hanging in the air with a sense of symbolism before it latched tightly onto his handcuffs. Nekuta jumped in surprise, gritting his teeth as the handcuffs simply faded and turned dark black, manipulating a deep blue as the boiled off his paws and turned into a wispy, charcoal gas, drifting off into the alley.

"You...You can't be from this world, no way... oh god I'm hallucinating... that's exactly what I need right now... I gotta find warmth." he whispered in a hushed tone, bringing his knees up to his chest as his brown paws wrapped them close to his chest. For a moment he ignored the creature until finally sighing and looking down. "You are real aren't you...like some sort of guardian..." he said with a soft smile as he reached one trembling paw to pat the creature on the head, which churred in response.