~His red wings were the only visible color through all of the dim, stormy horizon. Rain violently came down from the heavens that the angel came from. Lightning brushed against the very outer feathers of his wings on occasion. Kurai's flight was frantic, yet graceful, with great speed carrying it out as he flew toward someplace safe. Perhaps they've left me alone, he thought to himself, looking back in a sick type of anticipation and growing ache of anxiety. His golden eyes shimmered beautifully as he surveyed his surroundings, though they were ever changing in his movements. Kurai noticed a obscured shape nearing him from the distance, it appeared to be an utterly ruined tree. Sighing heavily, he figured that this will have to make due as a safe place tonight. ~Lowering himself to the muddy ground, he couldn't help but feel as he was still in danger. After all, it had only been a few days since he had heard the dreaded announcement: "Well, it appears that one of our own has been spotted by humans. They found him exploring the shopping district, and sadly, he was found dead, hours later... You must all remain on high alert, do not let any humans spot you." ~The booming, yet panicked voice of Elder Kouta rang obnoxiously through the confines of Kurai's already stirring mind. After hesitating for an elongated amount of time, he finally began rummaging around the foreign environment for anything he could use to create a shelter for himself.