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Crunching of the dead leaves leftover from the recent autumn was all that was heard from the outside ears, he ran as fast as he could, his mind going completely blank. Jumping over broken logs and hills, for once he felt like his old self again. He missed the feeling of being able to run throughout the forest without a single care within the world, he didn't care how tired and worn out he was, his body kept pushing him forward and close to the limit. Any accessories he had that wasn't clipped onto him was now lost in his path, he kept going deeper and deeper into the forest as if he knew the place.
He doesn't remember even going into a forest like this but he digressed and kept pushing forward, the sun peeked out onto his skin and he felt more alive then he ever had been couped up in that forsaken palace. He couldn't help the giggles and smiles coming from himself now, he can finally be let out! Like freeing a wild Pokemon from their cages, wait. Pokemon and cages..
This forced his body to a stop at last, he stared at the floor, unmoving and thinking before slapping himself in the face. What was he doing?! He has responsibilities now and here he is playing out like a feral animal! There's Pokemon to free! To save! He can't just do this, he's not the kid in the forest as he used to be. His body has already been giving away from tiredness so he was forced to walk the long path he created just to get back to his room.
The maids and grunts we're all terrified for their prince's safety because from their point of view once they had given him permission to go out he just bolted. He apologized for this behaviour and made a beeline to his room, once he got inside his said room he was greeting by the chirp of a small Zorua. He giggles and sat on the floor all the while petting the small creature, as much as he loved the forest he had to stay here. Where he belongs, even if that forest was he upmost ideal place this importance must be taken up with something far more needing of his grace.
His door opened and be was greeted by the presence of his father, the boy whimpered slightly as he knew what was coming next. He stood up and all the whole shaking walked up to his father and followed him throughout the chambers, he knows he's going to get an earful and a punishment. He sighed slightly and just awaited his next punishment, maybe his last?