{~Max decided he's had enough.. he packed his stuff, took some money and ran away.. into the woods he went.. it's midnight, he runs through the woods, praying he isn't caught, all of a sudden.. it starts to snow, he sees a fox and stops, panting, the fox runs off and he follows it, a bit of snow turns into a whole snow storm.. he panics, slipping off a hill and falling, slamming his arm into the ground and yelping in pain, the fox is gone, he's lost.. in a snow storm..~}

[he groans in pain, his bag open and scattered all over, despite the jacket and scarf he has on, he's freezing, his skin cold and paler.. he starts to cry, praying, he just wanted to get somewhere safe.. and now he's alone.. in the middle of the woods at midnight.. arm basically broken.. he sobs]

"ow.. someone.. help.. please.. agh.. my arm.."

[He sobs and cries out, about to pass out from the cold..]

"Please.. Please.. i'm gonna die..!! i just.. wanted to be safe.. why..? God, why..?"

[he sobs, unable to move without agony.. he passes out, shaking and shivering.. in pain.. he whines and goes fully unconcious, his falllen tears icing on his cheeks.. shaking horribly..]