The forest was lovely, dark, and deep — or rather, it was dark and deep, but hardly lovely. That wasn't the word he would've used. More like ugly. He commented to no one, his voice an exasperated groan. The forest had been quite lovely at first, with many nooks and crannies for him to explore. For someone as buff as himself, Kuro had to be mindful of which trees he traipsed between out of a childish fear that he'd get stuck. That wouldn't be pretty. He was all about being a pretty little lad - minus the little, obviously. (The thought crept upon him suddenly and, feeling peevish, a smirk spreads across his face.) Ain't the smallest thing about me, anyhow.. Good thing he didn't have company to witness his self-indulgence.