Contemplation[Open]

Don't stop dancing.

Believe you can fly.

The past few hours were pretty much a blur for the dog based digimon as he lugged around a broken D-3. His mind was too far away to really focus in on where he was going or what he was doing. He knew that they weren't strong enough to face that monster of a digimon, but still he didn't want anything to happen to the villagers of that village. Still maybe if they had avoided that village, Kosei would still be alive. It was wishful thinking on his part, but it was better than facing the reality of the fact that his tamer died saving his life. How were those villagers doing anyways? He never actually saw whether or not any villagers had survived the attack or not as he was too focused on getting away. a tendril of guilt tried to creep into his mind over his decision to flee, but there was no way he could have fought off that beast and lived. Not when he wasn't able to digivolve any higher than rookie.

The smell of fresh dew accumulated on a few blades of grass brought his mind back to reality almost immediately. Blinking just a tad as he started to take in his surroundings, Inumon was rather surprised to find that he had somehow managed to wind up in the rolling expanses of Mainframe Hills. Maybe staring at some pleasant scenery was just what the doctor ordered to came the flood of different emotions attacking his mind simultaneously. He always had loved to watch the various springs and lakes dotting the landscape from atop one of the green hills. The feeling of some nice cool grass tickling his underbelly was usually enough to make him relax, but he wasn't so sure if such a method would work this time. Choosing a nice spot wasn't difficult as there were many hills in the area, but ended setting himself down on top of a hill rather close to the entrance to Server Woods. Both of his eyes were half-lidded as he lazily scanned his surroundings.

"Never hurts to try,"