
The forest hid many creatures, and among them, was a melancholy ulaya by the name of Sethos. His tail drug upon the ground, not caring what attention he could grab. He didn't care as much as his siblings or cousins did. His family shared a common dedication and love for each other. He, took on more from his uncle. Callus. Red eyes seemed to look at the world, to him was painted in grey hues. Nothing had color, and he liked it this way. As well as being separated from all the commotion.
But with his movements, although unpredictable, and noisy- he heard another around.A flicker, he turned around, another flicker and he could hear their noise. An ulaya, he was a hunter afterall and those steps were tooo big to be a Dur, but to small to be a Bear. An Ulaya.
He waited, just in case they were foe- when the steps didn't seem to hasten, he turned back around and went to the stream about his own business no less.