Like An Animal {Surge - Day 1}

A bunch of trees came into view. I look around searching for danger, but I see none, so I head closer to the trees ata steady jog. The trees could give me wood. I needed would for a fire. I run smoothly to the trees. Then I stop at the edge my feet sinking into the sand. I needed something to boil the water in. I had nothing. I grit my teeth in frustration. I couldn’t let myself die from dehydration. I couldn’t do that. I would have to move on.

I spin around frustrated, than a movement, well actually a sound catches my attention. The sound of guns firing echoes and instinctively I drop onto the ground. What the hell!? I jump up and bolt deeper into the woods away from the sound. Away from what I only knew as the song of death. The shots echo in my mind and I only feel sympathy for the person who must have been hit by the onslaught. I move deeper into the thicket, it was dark and forbidding. It looked like a scene from a horror movie, suddenly I didn’t want to be here any longer.

I bend down and stuff as much wood as I could into my bag. Then I turn and run. I wasn’t going to stay and find out what had happened to that tribute.

I reach the edge of the woods. Then cause I’m really weird and Rosetta’s challenge makes me do this. Thanks to Cass I start ripping off my clothes. I snarl and act like an animal. The clothes feel so itchy and are covered with that horrible red, blood, gooey sand. The clothes fall to the ground. I roar like a lion. The slight breeze races through my naked body. A breeze that I never thought I would feel in my balls. I jump onto all fours and howl like a wolf. I rolling the sand and dig like a dog. It felt fantastic just acting like an animal. I felt wild. I grab a sock in my mouth and snarl, trying to tear it, but I fail.

I jump up and race down the hill naked swinging my axe like a crazy ass. I felt so free. Oh man the sand is going to be hard to get rid of :P I growl and charge animal like up the hill. I jump onto the ground and leap into the air spinning. I don’t know what the hell was wrong with me, but I start licking myself like a cat.

Then I stop.

What the hell? I stand up and laugh. I was naked and had a mouth full of sand. I felt amazing. I walk over to my clothes and my bag. OH GOD. My pants were destroyed. I growl and snarl ripping the pants some more. I was such an idiot. I shove my jocks back on and the socks and shoes. I put my shirt on. Suddenly I feel really self-conscious. I place the remanets of my pants in my bag and start walking. The wind blows gently around my legs giving me a continuous reminder of what I had done.

I really wish I had some sunscreen.

{OOC: I hope that is alright xD I has no pants until he kills some tribute xD Surge has also collected wood and fled the thicket.}