this is [how] I f a l l;literal

[kiyo]

rumors and labels and categorization
I'm like a struggling doctor, No patients
But you can say what you want about me
keep talkin while I'm walkin away

Snow blew harshly down into the rift, and a lump stirred feebly. Pale lilac eyes flickered open then closed; opening again and focusing on the cold white blanket laying directly in front of his face. Yoko groaned, curling up tightly and shivering. He had been walking with Fred, looking for shelter, when the ground had just given out beneath him. The wolf remembered falling, then a sharp impact and blackness. Obviously that had been the landing, he thought. The skinny wolf started to climb to his feet; but sucked in his breath sharply and lifted his left fore paw up quickly. There had been a stabbing pain as soon as he tried to put his weight on it.

Concerned for the other wolf's safety, Yoko wondered if Fred had fallen also. In his quick scan for the orange-ish wolf he noticed the cave; a small thing. But the middle of an increasing snow storm was not the place to be picky. Yoko limped over quickly, squeezing into the entrance. It was much roomier inside, and would warm up quickly, or at least that was what he figured.

Yoko limped in a circle and lay down, his gems clinking on the icy floor. Lilac eyes were level with the narrow, low entrance. Maybe Fred would walk by--maybe someone else would. Hopefully someone was around.

Why does it always have to be
Somebody's always watching me
All I really need is some room to breathe
Is anybody out there listening?
Cuz I cant stand to keep this in
All I really want, I'll say it again