Mountain of Hope
Juno has awake on the bedside of the flowing river of acacia forest in jumbled-up figure. His armor got a little bit torn up, might be due to the rough transformation he has to suffer at the meantime. There is a sign of demon’s blood around his mouth, probably because of any unintended assault he was having to the forest’s visitor as a white wolf and the only residents of the place. “Ouch.” As Juno rises up from leaning himself on the forest’s ground, he felt a slight ache around the back. An arrow was there, concealed underneath his unconscious body for awhile. It scrapes the skin of his rear-end, probably against an unfortunate hunter of the Croatan Village as they have to encounter him so late in the night. After all, Sona was also there, gearing herself to find a score in the dusk,
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