Context: Fina, just a normal warrior nothing more. Fina shaken the blood off from his paws. "Where...am..i?" Those were the words he muttered, Fina known that his life wouldn't be so long. After all there was nothing special about him, he wasn't a strong or keen warrior. He didn't have destiny, he has had a normal life but Fina was fine with that. As Fina slowly move around the moon sprayed onto his fur, as the floor felt like marble to Fina's paws.