The footsteps drew closer.
Ikemefuna could feel the vibrations produced as each foot met the ground.
TAP…TAP…TAP
It was the type of footfall that could only be fashioned by a digitigradous creature, one that was large and hefty.
A cold shiver ran down Ikem's spine.
He pressed himself against the boulder, careful not to make a sound or expose even an inch of himself.
Once again, each second became a grueling ordeal to go through.
He was almost certain that the creature approaching would find him; it was an odd premonition, formed through his own thoughts in a combination with the Chi's sudden suggestion:
RUN!
Run, not hide.
The Chi knew that Ikemefuna could not face whatever was coming, how could he when he had no knowledge of his Supernatural, He had no idea how to use it for two basic functions.
Attack and Defense.
It was truly unknown as to why Camp Perudaux allowed him residence despite his inability to connect with… Flores.
