I don't feel enough for you to cry
here's a lullaby to close your eyes
These surroundings were unfamiliar, and were much too bright for Kradle's liking. He had wandered here on pure accident, and had been walking in circles for what felt like hours, trying to find his way out of this rainbow Hell hole and back to the depths of his beloved forest home. The scent of the flowers was overwhelmingly sweet, and their colours were too bright for his taste, their joyful pigments hurting and straining his eyes, which by now were more adapted to duller surroundings and moonlight.
Frustration began to build in his chest and he started to stomp with each step, giving irritated snorts and twitching more than usual. His ears flicked and swiveled in all different directions in irritation as he leaped from one shadowy spot to another, trying his damnedest to stay out of the sunlight.
"Of course you'd get us lost while the sun is rising, you absolute idiot!" The ghosts hissed in his ear angrily, they were just as upset as he was with himself at being lost in such an inconvenient time. Every time the sun flickered onto his inky coat he gave a fearful shriek, panic swelling inside of him as he began to run out of places to hide.
Finally giving up, he stood under the shade of a disgustingly vibrant tree, panting and shaking with exhaustion. His lips curled in a sour look and his jagged teeth began to push their way out, overlapping each other and forcing their way past his velveteen snout. Kradle didn't bother trying to conceal them, he was far too annoyed to care at this point. Instead he kicked out in anger, bucking and stomping like a foal having a temper tantrum, before finally stomping on the ground and letting out a high pitched otherworldly shriek, announcing his distaste and anger to any nearby ears.