- Angelo | Male | Peryton | Form
Angelo grimaced, he didn't really want to talk, but he wouldn't ignore them. He was greatful that they'd found him. The peryton used his wings as a blanket, squeezing his eyelids together with frustration towards the pain. "A fisher... those nasty cat-things." He explained, continuing to breathe deeply. He quivered at the thought of it's jaws invading the flesh of his stomach, eating him alive. How painful and horrifying that would be. He swallowed dryly and awaited their response, unsure if there would be one.



