Sort of Like a Cat [open]

Heracles knew that, due to his...obsession, with cats of all kinds, that people often compared him to them. Especially since apparently he purrs when he sleeps. But he knew one thing that definitely seperated him from cats, beyond the fact that he was a...human, of sorts: he didn't like heights. He despised heights, so his position so high up was really freaking him out.

He swallowed and glanced towards the ground, biting his lip. God, he wanted to get down but he didn't know how to or even really how he had gotten up here. All he knew was that it was way too high up and it was cold. He clung to the tree, wishing someone would come around. But this place looked completely empty; there was no one around. However, he did see a town off in the distance, so maybe there were people there.

"Help..." He called out, knowing that there was no one around to hear him.