Blaze
Blaze walked down the dirt pathway, hands stuffed inside his jacket pockets. He sighed, kicking a rock over and over again. After being in a smelly, disgusting bathroom filled with freaks, he didn't really enjoy company at the moment. A shiver ran down that spine. The thought of that dark and cold cave gave him the creeps. He was stuck in there, with some smelly weirdos. He crossed both arms around his body, squeezing. It suddenly got cold, as if Aeolus decided to make the cold wind blow right at Blaze. Gods it was so cold. He zipped up his jacket tighter, to the point in which it was practically choking him. He coughed a couple of times before stopping at a rock. He leaned against it, wheezing. He had never been this cold in his life. The trees didn't help; all they accomplished was blocking the sun's warmth from reaching the cold teenager. He breathed out his mouth, vapor pouring out. Dang, it was cold. He shivered some more, it looking like he was having a seizure. This absolutely sucked. So much.