“T-Tch… There’s just no way…”

“If I remember right, it’s bad to take out the stab wound but it hurts so much…” Leomon took off his belt, found some cloth in his pockets, and started to get to work. It’s all he had…

Note to self: Training in the wrong area will bring you nothing but agony or worse. How to know when an area is the wrong one? There’s no way to tell.

“I-I’m fine…! I-it’s just a sword wound…” He’s grimacing while tending to said wound.

“… If you think you can help. I don’t really know what I’m doing…”

Getting up and stretching. "Long day..."

“Happy holidays everyone.”

𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞.             𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃. #MVRP × #FFVIIRP                    「#ᴛʀɪᴄᴋᴇᴅᴏᴜᴛ」 (nsfw × story)

Rests against a tree. Tired.

⠀⠀ ⠀ “…” ⠀⠀ ⠀

“Grah. I should get up and move.”

Rolling his shoulder. Time to get to work on training.

“Jeez…” Rubbing the back of his head.

"Huh? O-Oh, uh, no. Nothing's up. I'm fine." The Leomon shakes his head. "Sorry if I worried you."

Stretching, limbering up. Nothing crazy, it's just good to move.

"!!" Leomon freezes momentarily, no pun intended, then looks to the source of the ice. "A-Ah.... Can I help you?"

"..." This one didn't look familiar to Leomon despite their similar appearances, but it was obvious the digimon was still on high alert. "Um... I guess you could say that. Do I... know you?"

There was a short gulp from Leomon... "I'm going to take that as a no, then..." He shakes his head. "Well... what do you want with me? Am I... in your territory?"

"No," he shakes his head again. "I was just wandering about... I've been a little aimless and searching for whatever city I can find. I'm sorry if I've caused any sort of trouble..."